Wednesday, 16 Nov 2005 | Views [626]
7:00 am Darkness is like a cocoon over the silent town. The air is like a freezer, still and cold. When the wind gusts it is like a sheet of ice whistling through the air. Frost bathes the grass, the waning moon illuminating it like a thousand jewels.... Read more >
Tags: Snow
Wednesday, 5 Nov 2003 | Views [2101] | Comments [1]
Sensory overload. The azure blue sky momentarily blinds me. The wintry breeze tugs at my hair and creeps through layers of clothes. Blinking I stumble down the steps and out of the plane. The smell immediately hits me. Not a sweet fragrance ... Read more >
Tags: On the Road
