Is it still me?
07 February 2020
Is it still me, who came from this trail or someone else? .What always suprises me in the mountains during the winter, is silence. And the feeling of the soft loneliness.
Sounds fade in the misty background. People vanish not so far from you.
And suddenly there is only you, your fast breathing and creaky snow under your feet. .It's a different kind of the total darkness - total white.