Unbearable beauty of lightness. Ghostly brushstrokes over frozen Lielupe at sunset.
To spend a night on one of these, waiting for a bud to pop.
“And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea”
For a moment it seemed they will step into the water for a sunset swim, the trees.
If I have to choose one favorite place, it is definitely by the water. The energy of a running water is full of life and does wonders with you.
That is such a strange feeling, when water becomes static.
In two minutes walk from my house is river Lielupe. I capture it on camera and with my mind’s eye almost every day and each season.
“Rose-fingered dawn” said Homer. This morning I met her, actually I ran not to miss it, and took a bite of this beautiful morning. So glad.