February weekend

Vi njuter av en vacker och rogivande solnedgång…

Rosa gryning…..

När ljuset återvänder……

As light returns

There is a song soaring
Across the pristine ice
The frosty blanket sparkles
With a longing that never dies

There is a light lifting us
As our hearts rise
In the morning suns first rays
The rose horizon flies

/ Ilse-Marie /

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