Through the window shapes, tongues of evergreen meet the snowy hills, and corridors open in the marsh, where once the spaces were filled with greenery. This is the time of emptiness, when the mind might truly see the undergarments of Nature's sleep.
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Beautiful picture, i get the feeling of loneliness in it though. Not that would be a bad/good thing.. it's just the impression I get from it.
ReplyDeleteI like this picture, too. I love the open spaces between the branches and the ground, and I really love the branches all dressed in frostiness.
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