tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post7530955970685088820..comments2023-10-30T12:12:01.337+02:00Comments on Light Scrape: The almost infinitesimal trails of thought that flash and flashJuha Haatajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-39397452426864555102013-04-30T14:12:59.866+03:002013-04-30T14:12:59.866+03:00Indeed, almost like Remembrance of Things Past; ic...Indeed, almost like Remembrance of Things Past; ice preserves the memory of steps, slowly fading away.Juha Haatajahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00361255734892508254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3500144491563926221.post-9901594063179693362013-04-30T10:20:09.116+03:002013-04-30T10:20:09.116+03:00Juha, that first image immediately spoke to me. Wo...Juha, that first image immediately spoke to me. Wonderful, how these traces of snow seem to carry for a short time the remembrance of the people that walked along this path.Markushttp://markus-spring.infonoreply@blogger.com