Silence was as cold and thick as the snow layer... photo

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	Marisa

Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself
and know that everything in this life has a purpose.

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Michael Shpuntov		27-Dec-2008 15:33
Definitely one of my favorites. Vote

Algis Kemezys		23-Dec-2008 23:08
These images are what memories are made of.....

Máire Uí Mhaicín		22-Dec-2008 15:07
And finally a human appears in this middle earth story. Silence can be calming, giving humans a chance for reflection, but it can also be challenging and scary at times. You could take either interpretation here.

Guest		21-Dec-2008 01:45
Very magical image with words so true. Sometimes when we are in silence with ourselves we discover answers to our questions. V

H. P. Henriksen Starman		20-Dec-2008 09:42
It is like a poster for a upcoming film. v.

Susanne v. Schroeder		20-Dec-2008 03:11
Beautiful, beautiful... and so true!

Milos Markovic		19-Dec-2008 00:19
Any word of mine would spoil the beauty of this magical scene. But still, I had to write these lines. Mesmerizing photo, that I won't forget. A work of artist-genius!

Guest		18-Dec-2008 11:42
love it Marisa, saying too.

Giancarlo Guzzardi		18-Dec-2008 08:49
M A R V E L L O U S one of my preferred

Sandi Whitteker		17-Dec-2008 18:22
Beautiful composition and capture Marisa, and inspirational thoughts.

Robin Reid		17-Dec-2008 17:40
Beautiful work and good thoughts.

Jeff Barbour		17-Dec-2008 17:00
Beautiful scene...We got our first major storm lastnight...

Frank Wilson		17-Dec-2008 15:09
This is so important!

Hank Vander Velde		17-Dec-2008 14:32
Beautiful Winter scene Marisa. Looks just like a pathway leading from our house. It is now snowing here too.

dane		17-Dec-2008 14:17
Pure magic. Made it easy for me to step right into the scene. Found myself walking right along...hearing the crunching footsteps and the Winter winds rustling the bare branches.