Life, Culture And Very Little Math
The winter morning is warm despite the cold.
Warm among the trees icy desolation has rendered naked.
Warm because the light is returning.
Stronger. Fuller. Speaking more loudly than the air.
Waking our loved ones so they can wake their loved ones to see the hope of the light that sustains us.
Posted by eric at 9:27 PM
9 comments:
Mmm. Purty.
and then we turn on the tv or radio and ruin it all.
interestingly, my wife told me she was driving to work that morning and people were calling into the radio station talking about how beautiful it was.
Gorgeous morning you had yourself there.
That picture is pure eye candy.
that's a shot and halfshell my friend
Gorgeous pic.
~Katiebelle
Whoa-ness.
haven't had one like that since.
in fact, they've been pretty ugly. you got to take them while you got them.
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