What snow! We were so bypassed! I am without gloves and happy :)
i love your eye.i like to sneak into that inbetween place.
A perfect example of the power of minimalism. Very nicely done erin.
I knew a guy. Had a shack out there; on the edge.
This image really defines the title of your blog.
this is an incredibly beautiful photo!! the white field, absence and repletion, out of which everything comes, into which everything goes -- and the rhythm of this line of trees, a music on the edge of being/nonbeing -- what better life could there be, than to stand in a snowy field and breath this in for a century?
Erin, I'm really without words.. this pic is so great, so candy and pure... love it
Absolutely fantastic, this transition is a perfect reflection of the existence and nonexistence.But being or not being alone is not too important, the snow will melt this year and will return to the next, equally immaculate.
I'm enjoying your blog. This photo really stands out for me, thanks,,,M
"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))