and saw how the snow was sinking down over me. Now the whole horizon had crept below the edge of the world. The fringe of forest couldnt be seen any longer; it had slid over. The world had capsized, it was turning over quietly, a little bit every day.
Tove Jansson, from Snow in A Winter Book Selected Stories.
Ah wonderful , zeiss lenses are for who knows how to paint with moving or unsharp conditions , they paint like a cream , such a wonderful thing , I bet you see more on the slide and fallen in love to lens.