winter meadow

Saturday morning, I stopped by the meadow on the way back from my morning walk along the lake shore. The sun was up but there was still plenty of frost on the ground and on the meadow plants.

The birds were awake and singing to each other. As usual, the red wing blackbirds were pretty shy and wouldn't let me get very close.  Still, they proved a very nice contrast to the browns and grays of winter. It won't be long now before the dull pallet is refreshed by the vibrant colors of spring.