The Angel’s Wing
Gripped by the icy cold at the summit of the Hohneck plateau, this angel and its wing shine with a quiet poetry under the bright winter sun. Watching it is like dreaming. Today, the Angel has probably taken flight with the thaw… Who knows…
“Part of the curated album ‘Nature’s Details – Textures, Patterns & Stillness’, an intimate journey through the overlooked poetry of the natural world.”
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Saisi par le froid glacial au sommet du plateau du Hohneck, cet ange et son aile brillent d’une poésie tranquille sous le soleil éclatant de l’hiver. L’observer, c’est rêver. Aujourd’hui, l’Ange s’est sans doute envolé avec le dégel… Qui sait…
The Angel’s Wing
Gripped by the icy cold at the summit of the Hohneck plateau, this angel and its wing shine with a quiet poetry under the bright winter sun. Watching it is like dreaming. Today, the Angel has probably taken flight with the thaw… Who knows…
“Part of the curated album ‘Nature’s Details – Textures, Patterns & Stillness’, an intimate journey through the overlooked poetry of the natural world.”
👉 www.flickr.com/photos/201798544@N06/albums/72177720321826...
Saisi par le froid glacial au sommet du plateau du Hohneck, cet ange et son aile brillent d’une poésie tranquille sous le soleil éclatant de l’hiver. L’observer, c’est rêver. Aujourd’hui, l’Ange s’est sans doute envolé avec le dégel… Qui sait…