tisdag 21 april 2009

Stillness and time to breathe






A night so still. We had to walk on the ice to get here where the water was open. The air was silent and not a ripple on these waters were seen. I loved sitting there on this little beach, counting the stones beneath the surface, dreaming of warmer days.

2 kommentarer:

Pearl sa...

oh those are gorgeous photos.

Claire sa...

I stared at these for a very long time.