Tuesday, November 30, 2010

"The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim, The shades of night are liftin', The morning light steals across my windowpane, Where webs of snow are driftin'" - Song For A Winter's Night

My stepfather's mother passed away peacefully during finals week for me. I never got to say good-bye. But the day of her funeral was peaceful. Frost thickly covered the trees. Snow was on the ground. It was just a beautiful monochrome drive to her hometown. So here are the pictures from that December day in 2007 with my iPhone.

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