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the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive.
-- D. H. Lawrence, Apocalypse
The photo was taken late this afternoon, on my way back from upstate NY. The horses caught my eye as I drove past; I immediately had to find a place to turn around so I could come back, tiptoe through a snowbank, and simply watch them. They were so beautifully still, so dreamlike, so part of the wintry world.