Monday, February 23

Winter Park

I just couldn't stop taking pictures on a recent walk in Central Park. It struck me, as the buildings, people and noise faded, how gorgeous the trees are without all the color and texture of their expected leaves and flowers.

It's like the difference between a designer-clad woman and a nude one. Both can be considered beautiful, but there's something about the bare, unadorned structure that I find infinitely more stunning.

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