Thursday, 12 December 2013

Mystical Mornings.

Serene and still. The cold December misty morning, holding back the sun rays from kissing the earth. I walked through the diamond air to the gathering of oaks and ashes.
The ghosts of Autumn playing among the silent, sleeping trees.
The crows speak of mystical tales while the diamonds of dew cling to the old and new.
Rosehip of Snow White's lips, the only vivid treasure for this misty Winter dream.


  1. so lovely to see your autumn images as they lean into winter. so beautiful as is your art.

    lovely holidays to you and yours!

  2. Also to you Tammie. Have a magical Winter! X

  3. Gorgeous, spellbinding photos...thank you for sharing. Wishing you a beautiful 2014!