In winter there is no heat, no light, no noon, evening touches morning, there is fog, and mist,

the window is frosted, and you cannot see clearly.  The sky is but the mouth of a cave.  The whole day is the cave.  The sun has the appearance of a pauper.

Frightful season!  Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.

Victor Hugo – Les Miserables

13 Replies to “Fog and Ice”

  1. winter is one of the most beautiful seasons I have recently realized, despite the bleak nature of it! The mist, the snow, the frost.. all leaves their mark on the landscape and can create truly special landscapes.

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