Very unsafely on my way to work a few days ago, with my delectable new BlackBerry, I took these winter scenery photos.

Don’t they give you a sense of something impending? A bit of a pregnant tingle that at first glance looks bleak but keeps you coming back for another view.

Those trees are deep, their stories not fully told. The snow resting upon them is both a weight and a comfort. A hush is the only sound you expect, till a weak branch suddenly snaps under its glistening burden. The sky is bearing in on the trees, but still they stand.

Me, too.