Snowing Over The Great Market

Snowing Over The Great Market

Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.

Photo by: Gaston Batistini
Taken on: December 5, 2010
Location: Bruxelles, Capital Region of Brussels, Belgium
Poem by: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Poem provided by: CZ

Full Moon

Full Moon

“The Chinese considered the moon to be yin, feminine and full of negative energy, as opposed to the sun that was yang and exemplified masculinity. I liked the moon, with its soft silver beams. It was at once elusive and filled with trickery, so that lost objects that had rolled into the crevices of a room were rarely found, and books read in its light seemed to contain all sorts of fanciful stories that were never there the next morning.”

[Quote by Yangsze Choo, The Ghost Bride… Provided by CZ]

By Gaston Batistini
Taken on: May 7, 2009
Location: Near Yangshuo, China