These nights are silent white
with frost and silver light
of moon that shines so bright through dark trees.
These nights are silent white
with frost and silver light
of moon that shines so bright through dark trees.
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mystic, very mystic. I love the last two words, showing the darkness on earth which will be without the shining light of the stars, and the moon too. Michael
Thank you! It would be very dark indeed.
Oh, yes! But here outside it cant be dark enough. Look at my instagram images @mwz_e. That is what i have to see, when i am at home.
You mean the snowy street scene? It isn’t very prepossessing, I agree.
What a nice word “prepossessing”. Lol
Fair exchange 🙂 Thanks for persiflage 🙂
You too, Jane! Have a nice evening, and a great start into the new week. We will get -15 degrees this night. ;-(
OMG! Is that the polar blast that’s coming? We have -2° forecast for next Saturday, but so far that’s the worst.
We should change the location. 😉 ; The region here is called “Bavarian Siberia” ;-(
Sounds about as bad as it gets!
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