It is really winter only the water is alive and wild after the rain.
Big fat drops are dancing in the wind.
Medusa is holding on at the side of the stream
A butterfly in the making, a chrysalis full of mysterious alchemy.
Sleepy dragons are hiding.
A shy beauty is showing her face and trying for some sun light.
Some succulent does not care and is in full bloom.
Besides the raging stream there is calmness and resting of the winter season.
I am home at my beloved mountain.
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