3 The Razors Edge of Winter

[IlluminationsfromtheAttic]

The fine line between resplendent green foothills and snow laden alpine peaks is but a razors edge delineating the kodachrome world of color and the monochrome world of the mountain winterscape. In this thin limbo between snow and sleeping emerald forest, nature holds its breath, unsure of whether to wake or sleep, it waits for the battle between the warmth of the slumbering valley and the resolute chill of the sky to duke it out and settle the their differences. The war of the snowline rages on till spring brings reinforcements from the south to drive the winter the highest peaks to nurse its wounds and rally its forces for the inevitable turning of the earth to bring about its downward march once again.