each wordless
wind waving existence
its own golden descriptor
a waystation
on the journey
from earth to animal
and back again
object #4 and random pics
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Friday, July 23, 2010
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24 comments:
Food for survival is it not, Steven?
Golden, glorious wheat.
"from earth to animal
and back again"
perfection!
Beautiful!
...your ability to show and share seldom forms of beauty amazes me as it hits me sometimes in the middle of my chest,leaving me breathless,speechless behind! WOW!!!
Beautiful steven, words and picture. Love those last lines;
from earth to animal
and back again
That bottom photograph is exquisite Steven.
elisabeth - yes it's wheat. i took the picture while racing through the upper new york state countryside with my bike buds ins earch of cold beer and a world cup soccer game!! steven
liza thankyou!!! steven
eryl thankyou. steven
aleks thankyou very much! steven
titus thankyou. i thought i'd keep it simple much like how i write for my "gone to earth" blog. steven
weaver it was such a surprise after days of racing past orchards heavy with fruit, there was this golden waving expanse!!! we were all taken aback. steven
How cool is that? I don't think I've ever seen a wheat field.
ellen there are wheat fields not far from me that were originally planted by the settlers who landed here and needed a wheat that could survive the climate. but i rarely see them. this was right out of the blue - literally! i had to stop. steven
When you click on the photo, you get this wonderful humble feeling, all of those reverent little heads.
It must have been breathtaking.
"the wheat fields waving and the bike crowd rolling and all around you a voice was sounding." --Woody
Steven, your words are music to the soul - removing barriers, and allowing a soothing balm to heal open wounds.
The photo is perfect!
There is almost nothing left for me to say, each new entry of yours is a picture poem, in words and picture, a perfect unit.
Truly a lovely image Steven. And I love the the concept of wheat as a waystation on the journey from earth and back to earth. This reminds me of some of the concepts elaborated on by Michael Pollan in his incredible book The Ominivore's Dilemma. Have you read it?
butternut - each little concretion of energy manifesting as a stalk of wheat to be becoming transformed into another form on its cycle through this place waved its head in the wind. steven
dan i'm guessing guthrie - and i'm also going to look it up!! steven
sixpence thankyou and also thanks for letting whatever goodness there was present in this piece into your life. steven
friko - thankyou. i like to think of what was or is essential in the image when i write the words. every so often i find it. steven
hi joanna - i haven't read the book but i believe i came across it perhaps on your blog some time back. my son and i are omniverous although we lean towards the vegetarian in tune with my daughter and partner. steven
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