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White are the far-off plains, and white
The fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height,
And denser still the snow
A gathering weight on roof and tree,
Falls down scarce audibly
The meadows and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a sound;
Like some soft minister of dreams
The snow-fall hoods me round;
In wood and water, earth and air
A silence everywhere
The evening deepens and the grey
Folds closer earth and sky
The world seems shrouded, far away.
Its noises sleep, and I as secret as
Yon buried stream plod dumbly on and dream.
[Lyrics: Part of Loreena McKennitt's "Snow"]
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Finally, I decided to do the four seasons series, and this is the first of the series.
Winter is my favourite season. I love it, I wish we had more here in Greece. More
snow and more winter, more silence and more cold... Yes I love winter...
Stock:
(Lady)
&
sxc.hu (Background)
Brushes:
The fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height,
And denser still the snow
A gathering weight on roof and tree,
Falls down scarce audibly
The meadows and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a sound;
Like some soft minister of dreams
The snow-fall hoods me round;
In wood and water, earth and air
A silence everywhere
The evening deepens and the grey
Folds closer earth and sky
The world seems shrouded, far away.
Its noises sleep, and I as secret as
Yon buried stream plod dumbly on and dream.
[Lyrics: Part of Loreena McKennitt's "Snow"]
---------------------------------------- -------
Finally, I decided to do the four seasons series, and this is the first of the series.
Winter is my favourite season. I love it, I wish we had more here in Greece. More
snow and more winter, more silence and more cold... Yes I love winter...
Stock:
(Lady)&
sxc.hu (Background)
Brushes:
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beyond her wall i shatter mine..
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"Do you want to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering."
- Henri-Frédéric Amiel.
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I say, just say to you...
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"Do you want to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering."
- Henri-Frédéric Amiel.
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"Do you want to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering."
- Henri-Frédéric Amiel.
( I have a work with this tittle
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A flower of opal...
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"Do you want to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering."
- Henri-Frédéric Amiel.
The tittle of my work is : Winter Grace and not Winter's Grace dear
It is ok
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A flower of opal...
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"Do you want to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering."
- Henri-Frédéric Amiel.
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