A peaceful walk in the woods, deafening silence.
No one is home. The only thing you hear is the sound
of the hard-packed snow breaking beneath your feet.
The birds are hibernating. You can see your breath,
so you know you're alive.
"We do not remember days, we remember moments"
c. 1940 -Italian poet, Cesare Pavese
May you all have precious moments that mark your
journey. My best and thank-you for your kind words.
My other blogspot is here: "The Way I See It"
Friday, February 6, 2009
A Walk In The Woods
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11 comments:
Gorgeous photo and poetry/prose too. Welcome back. Remember those moments.
I woke up to your photo and prose. What a wonderful way to wake up.
When I went to Tahoe, years ago, we stayed in a cabin and the first night, we watched "The Evil Dead." Horrific story of a bunch of people alone in a remote cabin and things go terribly awry. The next day, we went for a walk and saw one of our neighbors. We could swear he was one of the actors from the movie. He scared the hell out of us. I haven't thought of that in years. I remember those moments.
This photo looks exactly like the place we stayed in.
wow...
per.fect
for "mad".itation...
What a gorgeous photo! It sure is peaceful looking! Welcome back hope your vacation was wonderful!
Lovely photograph and I feel our calm and your sense of wonder, Andrea....
I'd enjoy living there- simple, trees all around... Thanks for sharing this picture and words.
A great week-end to you!
Beautifully said, Andrea. Nice photography.
one happy memory of snow is how it feels to walk on the crust of it...
More beautiful words and a stunning photo too! I love this image! We're at around 90% humindity...please, I beg you, send me some of that snow....please??
I love all the things to look at! It is amazing!
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Jenifer
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