Winter Hues

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Winter paints the landscape in monochrome hues –
frosted blue waters reflected in iced trees,

The greys and browns of goose feathers
camouflaged against a buff backdrop.

(for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Basically One Colour or Hue.)

10 thoughts on “Winter Hues”

-Eugenia says:

December 22, 2019 at 1:01 pm

Lovely pictures and words, V.J.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  December 22, 2019 at 6:54 pm
  
  Thanks so much.
  
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Cee Neuner says:

December 21, 2019 at 1:04 pm

Two very beautiful photos for this week, Thanks for playing 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  December 21, 2019 at 6:11 pm
  
  Thanks Cee.
  
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Deborah says:

December 21, 2019 at 10:53 am

Wow! So beautiful! I love contrasts! ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  December 21, 2019 at 11:06 am
  
  It really is stark, the contrast. Thanks.
  
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nationalparkswitht says:

December 21, 2019 at 7:30 am

Lovely 💙

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  December 21, 2019 at 8:22 am
  
  Thanks so much.
  
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michnavs says:

December 21, 2019 at 7:13 am

Its lovely VJ

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  December 21, 2019 at 8:22 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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