Every sunset is different. When the sun was setting today behind the barren trees, I couldn't resist myself to be emerged in the beauty of that moment. Trees almost barren, left for a few strong and tenacious leaves at the top of the branches. blackbirds making lots of noise and chaos about don't know what.... sitting only in the top most places of the trees.
Sky was getting painted with yellow and orange. The sun was not as fiery as it was one hour earlier. giving the world a mystic golden charm before taking leave for the day.
I captured that moment as I want to keep it in my mind as a symbol of winter beauty. I love the trees in winter when they lose all the color except the rhythm of their structure, their beautiful bare body.
January 20th, 2013
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