A natural energy is beginning to pool in the deep places outdoors, and I can feel that it will burst at any moment. Spring is on my doorstep ... and my camera is in the shop.
Until it returns, I'll be outdoors looking but not snapping. Perhaps there is some wisdom in that for me. :)
Missing you...
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
But as I walked through these streets, I couldn't help but stop every few yards to take snapshots of the buildings, so alive with un-faked creativity. This city breathes decadence with an epicurean flair. In culture, sport, intellectualism and diversity it lives freely.
The only other city I've ever been in that I felt had a heart that beat on its own and lungs that breathe of their own free will was Seville, Spain.
Surely there are others, but San Francisco pulsates; its unabashed passion for all things beautiful is unparalleled.
The only other city I've ever been in that I felt had a heart that beat on its own and lungs that breathe of their own free will was Seville, Spain.
Surely there are others, but San Francisco pulsates; its unabashed passion for all things beautiful is unparalleled.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
I took a trip west ... far, far west to the land of copious architecture and violent sunsets. For the first time in nearly twenty years my eyes scanned the blue, western horizon I once called home, and the sounds and smells I experienced overcame me in waves of familiarity. I had thought this place was no longer a part of me - only to realize that it always will be.
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