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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..

Monday, February 11, 2008

when the cold remains

I love the snow as you know, but where I live there is so little
of it. Nothing like Quebec, where houses can be buried from it.
But today it is cold, very cold and on days like these I can't help
but dream about secret gardens and leaf covered trees.

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