I would take refuge there on snowy and windy Sundays,
I would spend afternoons at the window with the wind
contemplating the ephemeral traces
the lessons to be drawn watching time
refuge
Archives du mot-clé winter
waking up early (for this)
I guess that’s why I got up early, to see this peaceful moment, this absence of traces, this nothing on the river and, lonely on its threshold, a shrub that hopes.
sans parole/wordless : geographie de l’hiver/winter geography
visit
What a nice surprise ! on a very cold day (-20 degrees), in the black and white of the cityscape, this magnificent cardinal, too busy protecting himself from the cold to pay attention to me. in the kitchen
I hid in the kitchen
I cut the vegetables finely
I told myself that vitamins
will sure help me cope with the weather
