"Winter Wonderland," did I really use that line?
Perhaps, it's the exhilaration of cross-country skiing for the first time (screwing up--a lot--but getting the hang out of it again) since high school talking. Or maybe it's my sore forearms caused by doing this twice today, in the morning and at a dimly lit course in the evening, making me not want to type.
Whatever the case may be, this mythical beast in a snowy landscape qualifies.
I actually really love all the diagonal lines of this particular capture: from the snow bank and the legs to the trees in the background.