"NOW was the day departing, and the air, Imbrowned with shadows, from their toils released All animals on earth; and I alone Prepared myself the conflict to sustain, Both of sad pity, and that perilous road, Which my unerring memory shall retrace." Read the rest for yourself; in Italian if you can. I came across this extraordinary scene while walking aimlessly in the Polish countryside. I had almost no hope to see any trace of colour in the sky, at the end of a grey and rainy day. The brownish tint reminded me of Dante’s immortal verses. They also happened to resonate with some recent events in my life, which have led me to some rather painful realisations. Winter is a strong reminder that exterior beauty is ephemeral, a vanishing shell unable to withstand the test of time. Lush foliage will fall and skeletal rotting remains will be forever exposed. We are our actions, not our looks. Enough with this rubbish. Life is to be enjoyed, even in winter. via 500px http://500px.com/photo/289061227
TV Installers in The warrington Area
