In the middle of winter, the cold north wind makes branches bare in my town.
When I walked on a road beside a small park in the late afternoon, something colorful came into view. I approached it standing in the desolate playground. It was so vivid in a bleak scene.
1 Comments:
Masanori,
You convey my feelings so well! My Winters in Utsunomiya were spent longing for the beautiful carpet of snow which helps to cover the sleeping forests.
Always a pleasure to see your photography.
Michel
By Michel Lafleur, at 1/27/2008 2:08 AM
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