Blanketed in snow and silence, the trees stand suspended in a world between breath and stillness. Frost clings to every branch like memory made visible, and mist weaves through the trees like a ghost of time itself. In this frozen hush, nature does not sleep—it listens. The fallen and the standing, the brittle and the enduring, all hold space in this quiet communion. Here, beauty is not loud or blooming, but patient and elemental. A reminder that even in the coldest seasons, the Earth continues to dream.
Limited Edition of 25 prints each signed and numbered
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Blanketed in snow and silence, the trees stand suspended in a world between breath and stillness. Frost clings to every branch like memory made visible, and mist weaves through the trees like a ghost of time itself. In this frozen hush, nature does not sleep—it listens. The fallen and the standing, the brittle and the enduring, all hold space in this quiet communion. Here, beauty is not loud or blooming, but patient and elemental. A reminder that even in the coldest seasons, the Earth continues to dream.
Limited Edition of 25 prints each signed and numbered
Want to see what Whispers in the Frost would look like in your home or office? Click here to request a free mock up!
