The day hadn't started yet and the sun was behind the horizon. The night of this winter's coldest night made open water to vapor and covered the indirect trees with a shiny white frost robe. In winter, when the sun goes low, it rises especially slowly and majestically like highlighting it's importance and not in vain. The trees cricking in the cold seemed to have been taken to the last border, and a little relief and warmth would have been nice. In this corner of the forest, everyone was waiting for the sun - a king who is not late, but delays, and who is the only one of kings that fits the naked appearance. Järva county, Estonia. January 2019 ------- https://licensify.co/o/H0BTmLaI?t=23
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As a human being and as part of all living nature, we are strongly affected by it's rhythms and cycles. On the day before the full moon by the sea, I didn't understand what pulled me more, either the majestic waves washing to the beach by the ice cold sea, or the rising almost full moon. Harju county, Estonia. January 2019 ------- https://licensify.co/o/kZ-VrkW9?t=55
