on friday afternoon we drove to the mountains
looking for pockets of snow to play in
they looked like little white zen gardens
with rocks, wild thyme and pine peeking through

and a child and a bird left their footprint 
until next year .  .   .



Anonymous said...

your blog is just amazing lately :)

Metaxi Mas said...

Yes, I could not agree more with Metrode's comment. I hope we will soon be able to buy a book by eau de nil. Your words, the typography, the pictures,.... Each entry is a poem of its own and I really really really look forward to each new entry.

eau de nil said...

m > MM > thank you both so much :)

Demetris said...

You make the snow look so beautiful...in fact, you make everything look gorgeous!

Patrice A. said...

beautiful white!

j said...

Hello my magical friend!
Sorry I've been away for a while.
I've missed your world, it always fills my heart to the brim.
So lovely.
xo, j

Anonymous said...

the second foto
is so eye calming :)

Camila Faria said...

So beautiful! Like a sea of snow, I love it!


Amélie said...

Your gardens of snow are precious, so beautiful. A wonderful present your offer us here.
White lights of dreams, your words and images together into a poem...