Red berries

Another beautiful day, and not so cold today. Here is evidence, if required, that spring has not forgotten us. I liked the natural colours of the red berries, the white cloud and the blue sky. I also liked the contrast of the shooting buds and the crinkled, dying berries. This is the new year, somewhat belatedly, pushing the old out of its way. I never understood why our years don't begin in spring rather than in the middle of the winter, but in our minds perhaps they do.