16.01.2020 - Walking to the mountain. Wonderful white trees.

 I live near the National Park. Right at the end of my street begins dolomite mountains covered with forest. Today I went for a walk on the mountain and noticed that the night cold wind decorated the pine sours and oaks with amazing white crusts. White needles seemed unreal - like scenery on stage or Christmas trees from the store. The impression was amplified by the fact that there is no snow on the ground. Everyone so wanted snow for Christmas and Sylvester, but it was warm weather. And so, in mid-January, the trees stand white and fluffy. What a joy for a creative person! I'm going to paint the animals before the impression is gone.