A poem about a very little winter holiday enjoyed over the last few days,
Vinterferie
Yesterday, Amtoft was white ice and swans
Against swirling blue
Evening turned into an endless tunnel of red
And white lights
This morning, Nyborg is silver frost sparkles
On dark leaves and stone
Nyborg 2017
I love the way the image of the red sunset hangs on the edge of the line, before changing into the tunnels of endless car lights as seen on long exposures. But not quiet endless, stretching from Amtoft all the way to Nyborg!
What a good picture of winters beauty.