On a day softened with fog and brushed with frost, it is overwhelming. No words. Just this:
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On a day softened with fog and brushed with frost, it is overwhelming. No words. Just this:
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Oh my...as if one of the most refined Angels delicately trailed the widening grace of Its fingers along the edges of our green earth.
Posted by: Rose | 12 January 2013 at 20:00
So beautiful...like a lovely poem.
Posted by: Jann | 14 January 2013 at 10:32