[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
Friday, March 2, 2018
A Frozen Valley
A short walk to the ThalerSee, just behind the corner and the places around.
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