Monday, January 27, 2014

Friday, January 24th


  • The cool breeze blows
    the sand into different patterns
    as the sound of waves
    crashing onto the shore fills
    my ears.



  • The swirls of the
    tree branches.



  • Looking through the
    beautiful pine trees
    scattered across the
    forest floor covered
    by a blanket of
    snow. So quiet and
    peaceful the only thing
    heard is the birds
    whispering to each other.