Even a short road appears shorter.
Outside, it peppers me with drops. Wet and not wet.
Solitary shapes are mystic.
A muted world.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Rolling on Little Cat Feet
From the cocoon of the car, the world feels ethereal. Trees hold mystery. It is unclear if the woods are friendly or threatening.
Even a short road appears shorter.
Outside, it peppers me with drops. Wet and not wet.
Solitary shapes are mystic.
A muted world.
Even a short road appears shorter. Outside, it peppers me with drops. Wet and not wet.Solitary shapes are mystic.
A muted world.
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All of them are neat pictures! Amma
We've had the same weather, but I haven't been able to capture it so beautifully in words and pictures!
Very nice.
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Beautiful pictures, with beautiful prose to go along!
Photos and words -- just beautiful.
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