The first days of March The snow no longer lies on the branches, the trees have become damp and dark. The snowdrifts were blown away and coarsened. Ice crust reflects sunlight. The sun is still low in winter, and the sky has already cleared up. The light hits through the branches, distorting the silhouettes of trees. Shadows shimmer and shimmer. Frail, spruce needles merge into dark spots in the sky.