it's as if i gazed into a dream. i am happy to see this image.
it was like a dream, late evening, the fog coming in. standing in front of this i looked around outside my camera and thought, i can shoot anything! and then again, looking around from inside my camera, even more possibilities existed. it's crazy! what might you have shot standing in the same spot? i know it would have been different. we leave our fingerprints on everything!(i'd love to see what you'd have shot, aimee. how cool would that have been?)xoerin
these are the places the tired monk wanders
Ah, how we witness, how we live.
"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))