New Year’s Day 2015

A cold winter’s day. Trees and stones, boulders hard and sharp along the path cascade into the water of the canal and blur in the wind-blown ripples. A surprise to find a pattern of color on a bare January first. The leaves gone, the green grass in hiding, the water sings still of the world around it. An explosion of Klimt colors eddying before us.

Trees and Stones Reflected

Trees and Stones Reflected

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