Trees, rocks, streams.. in the snow.

One of my favourite trees, 2200m, Sierra de Guadarrama.

One of my favourite trees, 2200m, Sierra de Guadarrama.

This is a tree that i visit regularly in Winter..on days of bad visibility it’s often as high as you can go, or at least the last reliable landmark on the way to the top of Hermana Menor.

Same tree seen from below.

Same tree seen from below.

How many times have you sheltered me from the blizzard? How many times have you shown me the way? I sure owe you a few, little tree.

Bactrian rocks, 1900m, Sierra de Guadarrama.

Bactrian rocks, 1900m, Sierra de Guadarrama.

But it’s not only higher altitude trees that are transformed by their coats of rime..down in the forest, rocks also get coated in snow.

Same rocks, different angle.

Same rocks, different angle.

Funny how a hard grey thing seems to transmogrify into a soft white thing..the magic of snow!

Same rocks, later on the same day.

Same rocks, later on the same day.

And amazing what light does to everything all the time.

Same rocks, different day.

Same rocks, different day.

Obviously we’ve had a good deal of snow over the last month or so in the Sierra de Guadarrama. Some relief after all the water in liquid form that fell in December. From the 6th of January to the first week of February copious crystal precipitation has been where it’s at..

Stream under snow, 1700m, Sierra de Guadarrama.

Stream under snow, 1700m, Sierra de Guadarrama.

The liquid water has been overcome by the crystal version, you might almost say drowned out, marginalised..

The stream struggles under snow..to be something more than just a hole in the white landscape.

The stream struggles under snow..to be something more than just a hole in the white landscape.

..like everything else, above 1500-1600m. The peaks, the forest, the hillside, the rocks, the trees, even the streams..everything blanketed in white.

An apparent universe of white..Winter wonderland!

An apparent universe of white..Winter wonderland!

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Éireannach is ea mé, i mo chonaí insan Spáinn. Rugadh mé i lár na tuaithe, ar feadh blianta bhí mé ag teitheadh uaithi, i bhfad as an tuath, ach sa deireadh d'fhill mé, ar ais go dtí an tuath.. An Irishman am I, settled in Spain. Born was I in the middle of the country, for years I ran from it, far from the country, but in the end I returned, back to the country..
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