Mar 2
What the Duck 657
Finding my voice in the silence of nature
Author
Minna KinnunenExperience the big moments in the silence of the nature. It's a drop of rain on a small flower, it's a beam of light in the dark forest, it's the fox tracks on a glistening snow cover in the spring. Nature speaks its language without words and it is here in this silence where I find my own voice, my way of expressing the beauty I see around me while I explore the wonders of nature.
The origin of “oxymoron” lies actually in ancient Svengland and in its language svenglish. Todays translation is “ocksÃ¥ moron”.
Haha, that’s also a good one.