Oh, the silence is so achingly lovely, isn’t it? And the trees, naked from the rape of winter and the wind, are like larger veins and arteries, when you look up at them.
Furthermore, of another subject, I read your post mentioning Mubi, paid a visit to it, and oh, at last, the most immaculate, and infinite, collective portal for cinema connoisseurs I’ve seen, so far. Merci beaucoup for indirectly introducing me to it.
Dear Nishe,
Oh, the silence is so achingly lovely, isn’t it? And the trees, naked from the rape of winter and the wind, are like larger veins and arteries, when you look up at them.
Furthermore, of another subject, I read your post mentioning Mubi, paid a visit to it, and oh, at last, the most immaculate, and infinite, collective portal for cinema connoisseurs I’ve seen, so far. Merci beaucoup for indirectly introducing me to it.
All my best,
S-C
I love Mubi as much as you do, it’s a dream come true. It’s quite addictive too, browsing through the vast collection of movies and reviews.
xo,
M.
such a perfect title for such perfect pictures
Thank you ♥
I live in Wellington, New Zealand, and even when it’s winter, it is actually a sort of spring. I miss winter. thank you for sharing. Alina
I love that icy-lavender sky!