Written on: December 28th, 2010 in St. Jones Reserve
The scraping of shovels on pavement, the hum of snow blowers, the sound of a tractor plowing blend together in a cacophony to remind us that winter is here. But then, when all the hub bub of dealing with winter has stopped, the beauty of winter emerges. The snow geese in flight, the holly trees glistening with crystals of ice, the cardinals’ bright red against the pure white backdrop, joins with all nature to depict the serenity of winter. Winter has descended on the Reserve in all its splendor!