#winter night
It snowed in the bamboo forest. I did not care. I went to the forest at night. I did not mind the cold for I was born and raised where there were four seasons. Winters was always cold. There was always snow. Otherwise, I would have not called it much of a winter.
Here, many folks think Japan is the only country with four distinct seasons. I gave up years ago trying to dispel that. But it is always nice to see the rare little snow storm in Tokyo in spite of the chaos it causes. Because I, a fellow from a land where winter actually meant cold and snow, can imagine that there is a winter in Tokyo. For a day.
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Winter in Bryant Park, New York City.
winter nights
Winter Moonlight by Elizabeth Colwell, 1916.
I let my silence outgrow the noise. I wear my best smile, mystic but surreal. Every word I utter is the sentence I swallowed back. I feel like the fog on a winter night. I am untouchable. I only exist in theory.
Winter’s “My Little Pony” OC!
So these are the colour schemes I’ve come up with for my lil pony oc ^-^
From top to bottom:
Winter Frost
Cotton Candy (1 & 2)
Winter Night
Northern Light
Now I just gotta figure out which one I like most! (Because I love them all! D:)
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© Niilas Nordenswan Photography – Portrait of Winter
© Niilas Nordenswan Photography – Light years away
Some favourite aurora pictures from recent years.
Lapland, Finland.
Just a typical winter night.
