[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
T.S.Eliot
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Winter Frock - IV
Some more samples from my last MTB ride in the valley of the Olona river.
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