A day of rolling clouds and sunshine, a world heritage site and a camera. The rest is just a question of pointing and hoping. Please respect the copyright of the photographer.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
A rising sun.
The ghost river
Trail of the ripple.
Caught
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Waiting and remembering.
Fullness through the mist.
Whispering of the forest.
Stairway to heaven's light.
Bringing warmth to the shadows.
From follys of religion and politics, to folly of money.
It's depth gives the movement.
Ruler of all this place.
Skylights of history.
Out of the stillness, there came movement.
Balanced.
The side effects of a high fibre diet.
Between flight and water.
Doing what a window does best, letting the light shine in.
Picture window.
Vanity or just hunger?
Now the home of tourists and the birds.
Greeting the morning.
The ruins of season's past, yet only the living will see the growth of tomorrow.
Approaching the light.
Following the growth of trees, yet lacking their grace.
Learning to view the world anew and share the things I see. Each day is a new step on old paths revisited. So guess that makes me just one more passenger on this planet of ours.