Winter melancholy

There is no light, no shadows, milky sky blending with the ground covered by snow. A silent landscape on the top of the hill. It looks like a flat, white desert. You can only see black lines crossing trough pure surface in the air. What do they connect? They disappear into the void. Utility poles, unnoticed in the urban jungle now are predominant and the only visible objects besides a few blades of grass. Signs of human presence appearing abstract and lonely. Winter melancholy in the south of Poland. ​