Thursday, January 24, 2013

A WINTER'S TRILOGY

The landscape of cold 


is foreign to me, I know of palms waving in the Gulf breeze not ebony skeletons reaching out across a ginger peach sky.  The beauty is stark and the contrast is compelling, but seems lonely and harsh. I took these pictures from a friends windows from inside where there was warmth.  




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