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a quiet quiver
mounds and mounds of fallen snow
winter's pause and breath.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Mounds, Snow of February 26, 2010, Photo, CAR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.
mounds and mounds of fallen snow
winter's pause and breath.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Mounds, Snow of February 26, 2010, Photo, CAR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.
6 comments:
I feel the stillness in that one. xx oo
HI ROSEMARIE-
oh the quiet mystery and protective mist is safe cold and yet warm. I hide in the shadows and around and under the white that creates black. The light that lends to dark, the cold that provides warmth. I am there.
Loving you
Gail
peace.....
Fabulous! I can see, its falling like quills and mounting in my heart; havent seen snow in real life, though!
Tamarind, Thank you for being here. I so appreciate your comments and pleased to provide images and words that speak to you. I look to our exchange with pleasure.
Blessings,
Rose Marie
Clare, moments of stillness indeed.
Gail, Ever the one for the other - the cold for the warmth, the the dark for the light. And in this duality we are ONE.
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