“How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.”
Victor Hugo
5 comments:
WOW! wow.
very nice
nice
Great shot of snowflakes in various stages of melting. Love that one so much I would blow it up and frame it and then hang it to enjoy over and over again.
They just don't look real, do they?
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