"I am lovers with what hasn't a name: the inside of wind,

the stutter of rain ..." ❤ excerpt (c) Amy Schutzer


Wednesday, December 1, 2010

~ Winter Wonder ~

4 comments:

mxtodis123 said...

Beautiful. I so love country snow.
Mary

Robyn Campbell said...

Lovely. You and I are strolling, taking in the atmosphere, and chatting up a storm. Nice. :)

Kari said...

I love this picture. It makes me think of the words you used in your last post: "White washed and spare. Cut down to the bone." This fall has been a very hard one for me, and I've felt such a kinship with you, knowing how much harder your fall has been for you, wanting to send you loving kindness and peace in any way that I can. How cold and bare winter can be, and yet so brilliantly beautiful, too. I know our lives are like that sometimes, and we have to hold onto the invisible sometimes. Sending prayers and hugs and lots of love your way. xo Kari

septembermom said...

Oooh! I want to go strolling down that path. Lovely.

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