Sunday, December 15, 2013

While thus the quiet-coloured eve smiles to leave


I escaped to the bush with a couple of friends after having a tough time in town. It was just a short stay, but this picture reminds me of the calm.  I have six different prints of this scattered around my life at the moment.

The title of this post is from a poem by Browning which seemed appropriate.

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