The last of autumnal brilliance was suddenly over after days of unceasing rain. Trees with vibrant leaves of reds, oranges and yellows were gone. A winter wardrobe of predominantly monochromatic greys and browns took over, punctuated with black. With a periodic blanket of white snow, the winter is elegantly minimal and majestically solemn.
When leaving my piano lesson, I saw these caulked street cracks and they reminded me of the stark winter trees, bereft of leaves. The Dutch artist Piet Mondrian came to mind, with his early gray and black drawings and paintings of trees.