The Oak in Winter
This morning I took some photos of the oak outside my bedroom window featuring two somewhat unusual occurences this winter. On the right, iced branches, nothing compared to some of the images I've seen of ice storms that have swept through parts of the North East. It is however a rarer sight here in the city where the temperatures retained by all that urban concrete tends to melt any evidence of an icy cold night by late morning. The other image is of a nest and quite a large one. It's abandoned now I think, I don't see any activity, just a mound of snow. Its been the first thing I notice every time I come out of the subway station and look across the street, its pale material and dome of snow floating in gray branches and dark brick.