#evergreen trees

[everythingwecomeacross]

Trees in snow

[missedmilemarkers]

[moss-777]

stay a while in my virtual green space :)

[w0rrldly]

[pamietniko]

views from the secret pools

Washington

[dewitty1]

Aeneas Spring, Aeneas Valley WA ( picture taken by me August 2013. Sadly the spring is no longer running, I hear)

[kameel-sm]

Blue mist mountains.

Originally completed on 19th December 2023.

My interpretation: just a pretty landscape in the mornings, mists of the mountains.

[cpahlow]

[thorsenmark]

The Bow River Flows on By the Mountains (Banff National Park) by Mark Stevens Via Flickr: While at an overlook to the Bow River along the Bow Valley Parkway with a view looking to the west and a backdrop of ridges and peaks from the Bow Range. This is a Banff National Park.

[positiveupwardspiral]

[johnnyslittleanimalblog]

Mother Bear and Cub (Jasper National Park) by Mark Stevens Via Flickr: While at a roadside pullout along Maligne Lake Road with a view looking to the southwest to a mother black bear and her cubs eating away. This is in Jasper National Park. In composing this image, I attempted to center the mother and one of her cubs, as they were eating grasses and wildflowers in this field.

[poniesart]

[Image description: a digital painting of two pine trees close together, their branches intermingling. End ID]

Huevember day 26 - twin evergreens :)

[pixxierose]

credit: scottpeels

[cazadoradehonguitos]

Bosque esclerofilo en Viña del Mar

🌿🌲🍀🍄‍🟫

[betweenthetimeandsound]

Love Letter for the Evergreens

--also includes prompt from @thepathetickind

I see a little bit of dew on the spikes, though I'm not sure at what point do they turn into little snowflakes. Fog hovers beneath its heart; I find myself lost along any empty street like Snow White in pursuit of a sanctuary, but my hands are the ones turning red, and my breath a frothy white.

The dahlias from summer only left frozen petals in my hands; the olive tree only promised peace, not enough fruit to survive for another moment. Something breaks on the pavement, but it's just a looking glass, reflecting back at me, and the evergreen tree.

It holds on for a little moment, before shedding it for the next carrier to bear. And yet I glance at its branches, still glimmering as if winter was always blooming without shame. --Elda Mengisto

[pamietniko]

the fat man loop

Snoqualmie, Washington