It may not be a good photo. I had no tripod but wanted to set narrow aperture. Blue sky was still slightly remain and evening light made an uncertain path. Where was I stepping into?
These architectures are still actively used, not a historical monument. That’s why I could say more than 100 years old. We don’t say 100 years old for a dead one.
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.
Lewis Carroll
It maybe the last chance to talk about the winter sleeping in this season. Now everything starts blooming. (Un)fortunately, it hardly ever snow here.