The imagery in your words is as striking and beautifully arresting as the photos, which are wonderful. The 'gauzy edge of her breath', the 'emerald hands' transmuted into 'tumbling prayer flags', such things can only come from an exquisite eye and pen.
I sometimes want to go back to my old strategy of using a code word or number ("23", let's say) as a stand-in for saying "sublime, beautiful, inspiring ...". But I normally opt for contented grateful silence on my daily visits here. There are some days, however, like today, that I just have to say it: "23".
I'm with Elisabeth, and you, and I have always thought decay and abundance are rich bedfellows. Like Lorenzo, I couldn't resist commenting today either, on such beauty.
ruth - it's the seeing of what's there for all to see. that's what's truly amazing about these photos. i really admired elisabeth's words as capturing something very essential. i'm glad people read the comments of others!!! steven
linda sue thanks for the words today and in the last installment of leaves. i am amazed at the colours and aged wrinkliness of these leaves. like old hands. like people. fluttering from up high and then returning to the earth in a display of splendour. steven
Oh, my! Such lovely poetry, steven. Not to mention the images. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThe imagery in your words is as striking and beautifully arresting as the photos, which are wonderful. The 'gauzy edge of her breath', the 'emerald hands' transmuted into 'tumbling prayer flags', such things can only come from an exquisite eye and pen.
ReplyDeleteI sometimes want to go back to my old strategy of using a code word or number ("23", let's say) as a stand-in for saying "sublime, beautiful, inspiring ...". But I normally opt for contented grateful silence on my daily visits here. There are some days, however, like today, that I just have to say it: "23".
dan thankyou. the roofs have a film of white frost this morning and that's what inspired the words. steven
ReplyDeletelorenzo thankyou for your generous response!!! steven
ReplyDeleteThe detail on these leaves is rich with decay and abundance - strange bedfellows.
ReplyDeletebeautifully observed elisabeth!!! steven
ReplyDeleteIt would be a blessing to age as gracefully as these leaves.
ReplyDeleteYou know I'm in heaven here. xx
ReplyDeleteGems at every turn...
ReplyDeleteI'm with Elisabeth, and you, and I have always thought decay and abundance are rich bedfellows. Like Lorenzo, I couldn't resist commenting today either, on such beauty.
ReplyDeleteDeep thanks for this.
I'm loving these leaf photos. this last one today is so amazing. Still can't get over that deep midnight blue in the leaves.
ReplyDeleteThe leaves certainly look like elderly hands, on their way out, I love the likening to prayer flags.
ReplyDeletegolden west i think that you and i and many other visitors here will do just that!!! steven
ReplyDeletewillow - is this what it looks like?!! not bad!!! steven
ReplyDeletejinksy with every puff of the wind. with every falling leaf. steven
ReplyDeleteruth - it's the seeing of what's there for all to see. that's what's truly amazing about these photos. i really admired elisabeth's words as capturing something very essential. i'm glad people read the comments of others!!! steven
ReplyDeleteellen - i am amazed also and i haven't had time to gather more and get in close but i'm hoping tomorrow will afford me a few moments. steven
ReplyDeletelinda sue thanks for the words today and in the last installment of leaves. i am amazed at the colours and aged wrinkliness of these leaves. like old hands. like people. fluttering from up high and then returning to the earth in a display of splendour. steven
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