Brushing Away the Night
As the day brushes away the night, the paths we have left behind us vanish into the ether leaving faint fragments, memories, of our toils and the journeys we embarked upon with a sense of permanence…We leave our marks, not as loud and lasting echoes, but as temporal murmurs in flashes of color in the heavens.
this is gorgeous. and it’s absolutely how i feel today, a thursday after weeks of super cold and / or snowy weather, kids home from school and ready for a change. beautiful. thanks for taking these and sharing them with us lowly landlocked bipeds. -m
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Reblogged this on Grass Oil by Molly Field and commented:
The image in this post sums up how I’m feeling today after weeks of cold, snowy days and punchy children home from school. Check out this blog, let his images sweep you away. If just for a breath or two.
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Colourful horizon. . Awesome
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