"The pale, cold light of the winter sunset did not beautify - it was like the light of truth itself. When the smoky clouds hung low in the west and the...
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
