Saturday, August 16, 2014

Snowfield


                                                         ... snowfield in the high uintas

              ... where blue meets white / cold words

                                                                                                         ... we cross the great divide in silence


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4 comments:

  1. AnonymousAugust 16, 2014 at 10:30 PM

    I wish I could walk those cold fence lines tonight, then return tomorrow to summer.

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    1. Teresa EvangelineAugust 17, 2014 at 8:03 AM

      In a perfect world ... it sounds like a nice option.

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  2. One FlyAugust 18, 2014 at 5:03 PM

    It's August 18 and after months of the cold am enjoying the weather very much. It's been soooo nice.

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    1. Teresa EvangelineAugust 18, 2014 at 5:06 PM

      I can't say I'm looking forward to another winter ... hope it's shorter and not so cold as the last. It's nice to see you here, at my poetry site ... Thanks! :)

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