Some flowers brave the first few nights near frost and survive, in countryside northern Denmark.
Some brightness to contrast the ever greying scene in Nov, 15.

She stands smoking at the edge of a beach on the west coast of Denmark, staring out into the waves. Something about the force of energy, the magnitude of the sheer size of the ocean, and the harsh wind blasting against her face makes her feel as if everything is okay. As if she is a part of something that is larger than life, and than her worries. Her mind goes quiet. Thoughtless, she simply breathes in the salt air and feels alive.

Sometimes when I want to think about life, I sit on a beach somewhere and stare out into the waves. Something about the force of energy, the magnitude of the sheer size of the ocean, and the harsh wind blasting against my face, makes me feel like everything is okay. As if I'm a part of something that is larger than life, and than my worries. When I sit and stare out into the waves, my mind goes quiet. Thoughtless I simply breathe in the salt air and feel alive. Here, a woman does the same with the aid of yet another cigarette.