Sitting here in quiet house with six of the seven residents sound asleep.
I sit alone in my overstuffed armchair, and I see your post. The soft darkness, the otherworldly music and images on the video, and your lovely, lovely words...the whole of it fills me with peace.
Your photos are extraordinarily beautiful. tsk.
In every beginning there is an ending. Yes, the yin/yang.
What a powerful way to say goodbye to one day and hello to another.
jo - the morning was very very cold and my hands were able to hold the camera for a minute or so before i had to put them back in my gloves to thaw them out. the camera battery was blinking in and out of service because it was freezing up. but i waited for big brother sun to show and when he did it was so cool to see all the colours through the river's steam. i'm grateful for your comment and glad to share the pleasure of the details of this post. steven
Sitting here in quiet house with six of the seven residents sound asleep.
ReplyDeleteI sit alone in my overstuffed armchair, and I see your post. The soft darkness, the otherworldly music and images on the video, and your lovely, lovely words...the whole of it fills me with peace.
Your photos are extraordinarily beautiful. tsk.
In every beginning there is an ending. Yes, the yin/yang.
What a powerful way to say goodbye to one day and hello to another.
Hi, what a beautiful sunrise)) there are a lot of steam!.. "in every beginning there is an ending" yes, is a cycle.. is the cycle of the life..
ReplyDeleteLight might be soon fading from my eyes, Steven as bedtime beckons. Thanks.
ReplyDeletejo - the morning was very very cold and my hands were able to hold the camera for a minute or so before i had to put them back in my gloves to thaw them out. the camera battery was blinking in and out of service because it was freezing up. but i waited for big brother sun to show and when he did it was so cool to see all the colours through the river's steam. i'm grateful for your comment and glad to share the pleasure of the details of this post. steven
ReplyDeletematias - lots of river steam . . . the water was so much wamer than the air. steven
ReplyDeleteelisabeth - i hope you enjoy a good rest. steven
ReplyDeletethe sun shines unseen
ReplyDeleteabove thick wintry rain clouds
as night's dark grows gray
The light in your pictures - even in your banner - is changing. Spring is coming!
ReplyDeleteBeautifl words and pictures and such a good philosophy too steven.
ReplyDeleteWell I can't stop thinking about Bahrain, and so, theirs are the eyes, fingers, trees and hills I answer.
ReplyDeleteYes, everything must come to an end, Steven. That's why living as truly in the present as we can is so important. me
ReplyDeletedan thankyou for your words! steven
ReplyDeletereya- you've got that right! there's a touch of softness in the air and on the ground. steven
ReplyDeleteweaver thankyou very much. steven
ReplyDeleteruth - i wondered if people might say what they figured that light was falling on. steven
ReplyDeletemargaret - me also. steven
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