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We entered the Tube around 9:00 in the morning, a mass of noisy students and a few adults, taking up a section of platform. We had told the teens: "We'll start you on your journey, but you'll have to find your way back. Pay attention." The anxious ones stayed near us, the eager ones studied the green and red and blue and yellow lines on the wall map. "We'll need the Circle Line," one said, and after nodding, we passed the phrase among us like bread, or sweets, so when the train arrived, and the sliding doors opened, we all walked through them with enough nourishment and energy to know where we were going . Later, we stepped out of trams into the high Swiss landscape at Pfingstegg Station. After London, most of the kids didn't even look at the trail map. They just started up. One foot in front of the other, one sore-muscled groan after the other, a collection of revelations. We walked under rock ledges and over small streams. We talked abo...
Frost at times is even more beautiful than snow. These photos are those times...
ReplyDeleteI agree, Erin. This was a magical morning. Lief Enger, a great MN writer (Peace Like a River), captured a few spectacular moments on video. Well worth a bedazzled watch. Here's the link:
ReplyDeletehttp://vimeo.com/36543256
Pretty photos, Emily! I love taking photos of frost, too. Magical is the perfect word to describe it.
ReplyDeleteThanks, OMW. I'm guessing you saw the frost too the other morning. Reminded me of something out of a Tolkien novel... Glad to have another MNer here on LoCW!
ReplyDeleteFrost is fleeting, delicate, temporary but somehow very significant, beautiful, and long lasting in my cranium.
ReplyDeleteMine, too, Bill. Thanks, as always, for sharing your thoughts.
ReplyDeleteExquisite and delicate images, Emily, as lovely as your words. The first photo in particular really speaks to me, the mostly empty frame so resonant with light. The sparse branches and dim sun perfectly poised.
ReplyDeleteI love that one, too, Julian. I played around with cropping, and I was surprised when I arrived at these dimensions by how much the emptiness in the frame still felt full.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful shots, Emily!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely love these images, Emily, for their poetic simplicity.
ReplyDeleteThese are so lovely. I don't know about where you live, but we had more frost than snow this winter in Maine.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sandy. It's been the same for us. For southern MN, we had (I should say HAVE, but I just can't bring myself to admit these 70' days might be a false spring) only one real snow storm. The frost has been lovely, though.
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