saturday road. - I am going on an adventure, the open road. A small one, just a day really but life can change in a minute so image a whole day full of minutes…..
- 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..
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
the sounds outside my window
the dark night sky slowly becomes a deep grey. i hear a bird outside in my bittersweet bush singing, one, two, three and then so many it reminds me of a school yard at recess. their singing begins to fade- three, two, one and none, i lay in bed thinking how odd it is and how i have never noticed this silence before. where have they all gone.. suddenly the rain starts tapping on the my window, it all makes sense now. the rain plays a melody and i must confess how i love this sound of the rain almost more than anything. before i know it my eyes begin to close and i am off too dreamland