trivial tales of woe
September 9, 2013 § Leave a comment
Is not the art of Nature overwhelming? Is not my extremely cheesy pretentious phrasing unworthy of the grandeur of the Great, the Supreme, Mother Nature?
Photo taken on a solitary outing last winter in South England.
Tagged: exmoor national park, nature, pattern, photography, winter
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