My blog-friend, "Stardust" wrote a post where she compared each season to different art (etching, watercolour, oil painting). I loved that notion of winter as etching. The trees are exposed, revealing the finest details of their skeletons. The landscape is reduced to black and white and greys (though not on the bright, sunny days).
I walk through the park and admire this scene as though in an art gallery, astonished at the exquisite work and skill of the artist.
Thanks Diane Hammond for the info
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.
— Stanley Horowitz
