Beyond the border of our yard we could see nothing but white.
This morning it still lays thick around us but images are slowly appearing like an unfinished painting.
Sunday, February 06, 2011
The Fog
The fog descended last night like a giant eraser, removing all color and replacing it with a white palette.
Beyond the border of our yard we could see nothing but white.
This morning it still lays thick around us but images are slowly appearing like an unfinished painting.
Beyond the border of our yard we could see nothing but white.
This morning it still lays thick around us but images are slowly appearing like an unfinished painting.
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3 comments:
Ominous
The second photo is absolutely beautiful and serene.
Laochie: it is a bit unnerving!
jadey: it is pretty. every edge is softened.
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