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    It all smelled like the fresh rain, so soft that it blew in from the seas as mere mist. A gull hung in the air motionless, scanning the ground, then diving down and out of the scene of layered mountains fading into the distance in shades of grey. The coast was carved right into it, and rays of sunlight broke through, occasionally at first, then with growing fervour, to illuminate its features. These photos were taken on October 8th, 2011, in Cannon Beach, Oregon.
All the way up till here, we had pushed forward unwavering, and there we stood, breathing flatly, gazing deep into the heart of winter. We were children awakening from harmonica dreams that had lit up our nights, to the unforgiving grey of the days remaining. And we sat down and we clung to each other like ice crystals and snowflakes, like nature had designed. And we stared in awe at the infinite beauty and peace. |
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