I live in the shadows, that place between light and dark. I can live in obscurity without being in total darkness. I can move into the light but retreat when I become too exposed. It is the place that I feel most at home. Always wishing to be in the light, but only safe in the shadows.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Frozen Shadows 1
No still picture can do justice to the beauty of the ice floes passing under the bridge on the river. The sounds, textures, movement and sights are so fascinating. Their beauty highlighted as the ice passes through the sunlight and the shadows.
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