Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
Franz Kafka, Czech author (1883-1924)
The cold morning's frost on the window delighted me. Somewhere my mind was sending messages that I should be concerned about heat-loss or window sealings; but I pushed those cares aside and just enjoyed the beauty of the new day.
This was Franz Kafka on a good day...
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the colours are amazing in this picture pmc
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