“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape – the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.”
— Andrew Wyeth
I was out driving through Suffolk with my dad this morning when we passed this snow-covered field.
“I’d love a photo of that,” I said wistfully, barely getting the words out before my dad was slowing down and pulling over the car. Something about the lines of the field all converging at one point, the early morning sunshine glinting off the snow, and the solemn electricity pylons caught my eye.
Happy winter, friends!
It was a nice morning with you!
I’m confused – you must have a Suffolk back home – or is you Dad visiting you here?
Haha, so sorry for the confusion! But yes, we do. The area I’m from in Virginia was actually the first place the English colonised back in the 1600s, so nearly every name in the area is English. I was born in Portsmouth, my family now lives in Suffolk, I once went to school in Isle of Wight county, etc etc 🙂 I definitely wish my dad was visiting, though!