I did #3
Cobalt, ivory and a mysterious gray streak the landscape in a precise, water-colored shot.
The cold dawning air stands still and rests on the smooth surface of the water,
While the Sun begins to rise over the towering mountains who are layered with snow and shadows.
The reflection in the lake is almost as clear as the real thing.
It is an icy image of the massive and serious image it reflects.
Clouds lazily glide through the sky, barely avoiding mountain tops
And giving the marine-like mood of this wonderland
A golden streak of illumination.
I wish I could trap this place in my own personal snow globe
And keep it to swirl the snow around its wintery contents
And let the snowflakes fall where they may on the frigid sapphire setting.
Cobalt, ivory and a mysterious gray streak the landscape in a precise, water-colored shot.
The cold dawning air stands still and rests on the smooth surface of the water,
While the Sun begins to rise over the towering mountains who are layered with snow and shadows.
The reflection in the lake is almost as clear as the real thing.
It is an icy image of the massive and serious image it reflects.
Clouds lazily glide through the sky, barely avoiding mountain tops
And giving the marine-like mood of this wonderland
A golden streak of illumination.
I wish I could trap this place in my own personal snow globe
And keep it to swirl the snow around its wintery contents
And let the snowflakes fall where they may on the frigid sapphire setting.
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