“Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment.
There is no why.”
~ Kurt Vonnegut ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in October 2016.
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“While an ant was wandering under the shade of the tree of Phaeton, a drop of amber enveloped the tiny insect; thus she, who in life was disregarded, became precious by death.” ~ Martial