The Sun had just come up and a walk in the East Woods gave me an opportunity to shoot into the light. I did just a little ageing to it. What do you think?
I too like the effect very much. Before I read your narrative, I thought that perhaps the needles were covered in ice. This has a definite "other worldly" feel to it ;)
"The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place; from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web." Pablo Picasso
You will be led to the knowledge of the internal things which are invisible to you, by the external things which you see before you. . . . Even so then, we can represent to ourselves in thought the Author of all that is, by contemplating and admiring the (visible) things which He has made, and ever brings into being.
- Hermes