Fields, trees and forest

A grey cloudy day and unseasonably warm at +5C.
We go for a walk because the snow seems too heavy to ski on. First we walk through the forest to a soundtrack of fierce dripping as the snow on the trees melts. In places it sounds like it's raining. Where the trees meet over over our heads we run a minor gauntlet and where they don't meet we weave a path between the drips.
After the forest we walk alongside the fields and this view catches my eye. The trees, mark a stream down the centre of the valley and I like their almost silhouette.