Poor tree
still dressed in golden finery,
weighed down by winter’s haste.
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Shawn L. Bird 
Wonderful
Beautiful…
Your words and photo remind me of what my youngest daughter sees from her classroom in Montana. She has a perfect view of snow-capped Spanish Peaks.
Ten years ago, you could see the lake, but the trees have stolen some of my view!
I can’t remember the last time I saw snow like that in my neck of the woods…