Nathaniel said...

Oh Paris Bird... you bow our strings with your winter resonance. The heavenly gray of a frozen winter pond. so smooth and full, surrounded by dried yellow grasses, always one of the most touching of sights. And all this offset by the darkest, richest of browns singing its depth of spirit as it pushes into the foreground. And that burgundy glow surrounding this most gorgeous darkness as it evaporates into the most hopeful of winter skies.

Verena said...

thank you so kindly nathaniel

...for your passages, illuminating with your wonderful words the depth of the images.