How beautiful, the air is so pure looking at it. Thanks, always¡
I’m a small poet, I have written a little poem, inspired by this photograph, and I hope you like it...
Still snow sticks to bodies in the water. Beyond is the cold white talking about winter -by the hole where the air escapes- to your eyes embraced to the clouds.
montserrat m. with love (cariño) for you, Rolf
(my apologies for the bad english translation:
Todavía la nieve se adhiere a los cuerpos en el agua. Más allá está el frío blanco hablándole del invierno -por el agujero por donde se escapa el aire- a tus ojos abrazados a las nubes.)
Muy buen encuadre con esas dos diagonales que guían nuestra vista
SvarSlettMuchas gracias, Joaquin.
SlettHow beautiful, the air is so pure looking at it.
SvarSlettThanks, always¡
I’m a small poet, I have written a little poem, inspired by this photograph, and I hope you like it...
Still snow sticks to bodies in the water.
Beyond is the cold white
talking about winter
-by the hole where the air escapes-
to your eyes embraced to the clouds.
montserrat m.
with love (cariño) for you, Rolf
(my apologies for the bad english translation:
Todavía la nieve se adhiere a los cuerpos en el agua.
Más allá está el frío blanco
hablándole del invierno
-por el agujero por donde se escapa el aire-
a tus ojos abrazados a las nubes.)
Muchas gracias. I love your poem and I am very glad my picture inspire you to write it.
SlettOne-time all BEAUTIFUL! The picture is like a graphics technique done! Have a nice week;-)
SvarSlettThank you, Anne. Wish you a nice week too.
Slett