tree
With the Winter Solstice right around the corner. I thought I’d post these remaining Autumn Photos (taken this year)
happy november
Hello and happy November. Todays image was just taken this past Saturday 10/30/2021. To me it is a quintessential Autumn shot with color, texture and the theme of breaking down - the end of life. Enjoy.
sunset picnic
Always loved this song….
Spring Budding
Shelter (2 photos)
lovers in a dangerous time
Don’t the hours grow shorter as the days go by
You never get to stop and open your eyes
One day you’re waiting for the sky to fall
And next you’re dazzled by the beauty of it all
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
These fragile bodies of touch and taste
This vibrant skin this hair like lace
Spirits open to the thrust of grace
Never a breath you can afford to waste
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Sometimes you’re made to feel as if your love’s a crime
Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight
Got to kick at the darkness till it bleeds daylight
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
warmer days
snow covered root “dreads”
singular
log in autumn
A skate-free zone
Brandywine Fog
slug in an abstract world
different roads
by the dark water IV
by the dark water III
by the dark water II
by the dark water I
vasks – imaginary album cover
the last of my imagined album covers for classical music. featuring violinist Mari Samuelsen. the track is from her most recent album MARI on the Deutsch Grammaphon label.
the face of god behind the prophet
The Face Of God Behind The Prophet (can you see it?)
A tree dreams of branches
A TREE DREAMS OF BRANCHES
One broken limb
splintered and
disconnected from its roots
frozen in time
a tree locked in its icy reverie
dreams of branches
becoming whole once more
veins growing outward
with the hope of leaves
only cracks in reality
Springs slow thaw
... on being and becoming ... 