It is quiet, I heard you go
down to the stairs again, is it to
dark in your basement to see me?
I am her not a lampost, you crashed into me
as you ran up your basement stairs.
About Me
- onesilentwinter
- i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..
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2 comments:
hi I was wondering if you took the images in your blog.
they are very good
Yes, that one in particular was taken in New Mexico
and thank you
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