
Snow falls, catching us unprepared as we once more search for the lost standing stone. Water freezes in every hollow. Bare branches offer no shelter. Roots stretch out hoary fingers, seeking nourishment, finding only stone.
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Growth devours the past
Perfect assimilation
Life and death are one
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
Snow already?!
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Not quite yet… 😉
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Phew!
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Hard frost though…
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A truth of life.
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🙂
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Strange, how a little snow can alter the mood of an image…
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I loved how it highlighted the tree roots.
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Autumn has just started, why is it already winter in your postings? :-O
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It feels like winter here 🙂
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Wow. Thankfully this isn’t the case here.
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