The Fox
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Dear Poet,
Today, you woke with plan you were going to befriend a fox. I listened as
you spoke about how you would follow it's track trough the forest a...
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..
Thursday, March 20, 2008
the find
I walked again on the farm and
look what I found- the beehive
that just a few days before i had
photographed had fallen. I have
always admired this artwork from
afar so I had no true understanding
of how delicate and complexe their( bees/wasp) work truly is.
It's magical to take a moment and really
think about how something that weighs no
more than 3 oz can house so much!
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