The gentle light hangs in the ephemeral stillness And slips through the fingers in it’s kind and silken embrace
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The gentle light hangs in the ephemeral stillness And slips through the fingers in it’s kind and silken embrace
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The quiet writhing of black earth beneath winter’s soundless embrace // Part 3
A passing ode to those stalwart pines, those gentle keepers of winter, caretakers to a land in silent sleeping
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So, recently I was on a trip, and I did take a lot of photos, but only with my phone, though in pro mode and shot in raw and properly edited in Lightroom and all that. They're just sitting in my phone and I'm not sure if I should post them or not. Some are forest photos, some are urban.
I think I'm going to post them but under the tag "#elsewhere series" if you want to block it.
Oh the cold, barren miles of longing; oh to vanish in their wretched maw