not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Friday, February 17, 2012

room to breathe


8 comments:

  1. monica, thank god/the universe/happenstance for horizons)))

    steven, i laugh. i hear you chirping, yes, yes, a tiny leaf, too. i put my hand upon you as though you are a baby bird

    or a puppy:)

    xo
    erin

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  2. ahhhh I like this space... Erin look at your foto make me feel so good, so remembering and i don't knoe how to explain that...

    thank you for sharing

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  3. I'm glad... I go outside now with Theo in the wood and I feel good

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  4. laura, sometimes there is no explaining, is there, but only breathing. in that place of no words and silence there is even more freedom.

    you and theo in the woods! oh, now there, this speaks volumes:)))

    xo
    erin

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  5. this is such a threshold. wonderful.

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"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))