There is Something about being out and about and walking @ Daybreak as light snow falls.
And in a city of ~130,000, not a single set of tracks on any of the footpaths.
Just fresh fallen snow, silence, and me.
DK @ Daybreak. 6:32 am, January 24, 2022. 25° F, feels like 15° F. Light Snow. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. More shots from this morning’s walk here.
yes, enjoy every footstep as you set your own path
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Yes!
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I just love that! I almost went out this morning. Was discouraged at the -24℉.
Beautiful image, DK
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Thank you Dale.
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Love, love, love this, pal! The crystalline silence of a fresh snow, the satisfying ‘squeak’ of shoe against flakes, the world holding its breath as you revel in the envelope of solitude that elides life’s background chatter, if only briefly. Ahhhhh….
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Beautifully described Lori.
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Love this! Your posts, pictures, and quotes are inspiring me to wake up before dawn . Though
I have always been an early morning person but sometimes I do become lazy. Thank you for the motivation.
“The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace. With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms.” Thich Nhat Hanh
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Thank you Deepika!
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What a gorgeous quote…
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Snowing … “The snow has quietness in it; no songs, no smells, no shouts or traffic. When I speak my own voice shocks me.” (Anne Sexton, All My Pretty Ones.).”
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Oh my goodness. Your photograph!
I feel like I am standing at the edge of the frame about to enter a world of deep mystery and limitless ethereal calm.
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Thank you Louise! I did too!
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Your photo looks like a special illustration to a story,…and both Sexton’s thoughts, and “The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace. With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms.” (Thich Nhat Hanh) are like the introductory part of the symphony. Your gift to all of us.
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Beautiful. Thanks Valerie.
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This is a true Still Life.
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Yes it is Val.
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Somehow it is as it should be, the cusp of the morning still new and untouched and the rightness of you capturing it in its waking…
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Yes. Thank you Mimi.
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that must have been a wonderful feeling…
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It was!
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