One of the patterns recently formed by a serendipity meeting of this winter's ice and last autumn's fallen leaves in a secluded woodland hollow in Lanark. Every pattern formed is something new, utterly unique and precious, and I never tire of looking at them. . . .
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Under February's Translucent Ice
One of the patterns recently formed by a serendipity meeting of this winter's ice and last autumn's fallen leaves in a secluded woodland hollow in Lanark. Every pattern formed is something new, utterly unique and precious, and I never tire of looking at them. . . .
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Just beautiful, prose and photography. I want to come visit! :)
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