Francesca Cappa:
Many of the phenomena of Winter are suggestive of an inexpressible tenderness and fragile delicacy. Henry David Thoreau
Francesca Cappa:
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Francesca Cappa:
A tree falls the way it leans
Francesca Cappa:
No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. William Blake
Francesca Cappa:
redberry
Francesca Cappa:
Winter sun
Francesca Cappa:
By this river
Francesca Cappa:
Do not disturb my circles! - Archimedes
Francesca Cappa:
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. Norman Maclean