No, this was not the first time I had
seen snow add its charm to the
countryside. Nor was it the last. But
like the coming of Spring each year,
the birth of a new baby, or the return
of Autumn colors, it was a sight which
one can appreciate each and every
time one sees it. You just don’t ever
get tired of that sort of overpowering
beauty.
I remember walking along the
edge and into the woods that day, and
ntually
mmgly
e was
I could
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of the
is and
s, and
I was
sstically
my only regret was that there was no
I could do the scenery justice
with a camera. Not even with a classic
Zeiss-lkon from Germany. The beauty
had to be observed in real life and in
three dimensions. It also had to be
felt, because the air was refreshing
and standing in the middle of it all
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Photos by
Dieter Krieg
could make one feel as though he was
allowed to walk into a very special
kingdom.
Trying to capture all that on film
was impossible.
It was an experience which I
suppose could be classified as one of
the "simpler" things in life.
I needed no tickets, and no tran
sportation besides my own legs. I
came dressed in barn clothes and
didn't bother about making an ap
pointment. All I had to do to partake
of this "simple" pleasure was to put
the chores aside for a while and open
my eyes.
Life on the farm wouldn't be
complete without such occasional
excursions.
Beauty
Winter
-i'
Lancaster Farmii
Saturday. Feb. 12.1977
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