Gaze into this stark and beautiful scene and breathe
in the scent of sea salt, the deep musk of old pilings,
the raw odor of birds and fish - remember Maine.
So angels say - on yesterday -
Just as the dawn was red
One little boat -
o'erspent with gales-
Retrimmed its masts -
redecked its sails -
And shot - exultant on!
Photographer Miki Klocke masterfully portrays
a magical winter evening of shimmering lights, ice and
snow. Text: I chase the bright white light of a snowy
night.
Among the cloud-capt
solitudes, No sound the silence broke . . .
A mysterious cloud wrapped lake lit with an etheral glow
warms you to enchanting possibilities.
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