The snow here is fading fast again. Another warming is here with cold weather to follow. I'm sure the snow will return but I long for the winters we are so acustom to having. I fear we will see less and less of snow. I love the light hitting the one side and how the shade consumes the other side in this photo
Liz: it has been a strange winter. maybe some year in the future, in our part of the world, winter will be only a memory. can you imagine a year with no snow at all?
Marion: this landscape -- water and rock and trees in the summer, snow and rock and trees in the winter -- has moved into me permanently, and even when i am away, it calls me. it is not an easy place, but always delivers one into life ... i hope you see it some day :-)
Steven: winter light has a special quality of pointing toward the real. the light of a summer day can shimmer like a dream, but true winter light clings only to what is there ...
The snow here is fading fast again. Another warming is here with cold weather to follow. I'm sure the snow will return but I long for the winters we are so acustom to having. I fear we will see less and less of snow. I love the light hitting the one side and how the shade consumes the other side in this photo
ReplyDeleteLiz: it has been a strange winter. maybe some year in the future, in our part of the world, winter will be only a memory. can you imagine a year with no snow at all?
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I can't even bring myself to think there might be such a thing as no snow!
DeleteI was right the snow has returned with a vengeance and is still coming down
fast schon ist der Schnee besiegt
ReplyDeleteEis und Frost dem Licht erlegen
Himmel streicht sein Lächeln
ins Blau und die Hoffnung
wächst mit den ersten Knospen
alles nur erdenklich Liebe für dich,
isabella
Isabella: Sind die Verse von einem deiner Gedichte? Sie sind schön :-) Danke!!
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such brightness and hugeness, would love to see this vast landscape someday
ReplyDeleteMarion: this landscape -- water and rock and trees in the summer, snow and rock and trees in the winter -- has moved into me permanently, and even when i am away, it calls me. it is not an easy place, but always delivers one into life ... i hope you see it some day :-)
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The light of winter... always on its way in or on its way out. Beautiful image.
ReplyDeleteSteven: winter light has a special quality of pointing toward the real. the light of a summer day can shimmer like a dream, but true winter light clings only to what is there ...
Delete(or/and it is the other way around, yes :-)
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