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Once in his life a man ought to concentrate his mind upon the remembered earth.

He ought to give himself up to a particular landscape in his experience;

to look at it from as many angles as he can, wonder upon it, to dwell upon it.

He ought to imagine that he touches it with his hands at every season

and listens to the sounds that are made upon it.

He ought to image the creatures there and all the faintest motions of the wind.

He ought to recollect the glare of the moon and the colors of the dawn and dusk.

N. Scott Momaday

Album No.1

Polar wings

Album No.4


Album No.2

Arctic Dreams

Album No.5


Album No.3

The white continent

Album No.6

Ocean wanderers

Album No.7

Hymne au soleil


Charlotte Havermans

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