Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a new world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all western stars, Until I die.
Tennyson, "Ulysses"
Ce peisaj superb!!!!Culoarea pe care a dobandit-o zapada datorita reflectiei soarelui e geniala!!!Intr-adevar o poza frumoasa.Really beautiful!Well done!
A tantalizing view, of December in your area, Claudius. Those benches look like they have been covered for awhile. I do like the flowing mounds of snow above that picturesque village. Beautiful shadows on the blue tinged snow. I thoroughly enjoyed this lovely view :^) ps...congradulations for having this image on the front page!