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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..

Tuesday, September 29, 2009


so my eyes barely close. my eyelashes never travel down. i am sleepy.
ask me how long it has been and i would say something like eternity.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

quiet night

this morning you were loud, you stole the moment from me. when i am walking our long drive way in the darkest of nights, be kind enough to keep the light on for me. we have been in our new home for two weeks now, how is it that you do not know what door to lock does it not feel like home to you.., i am cranky- perhaps because you stole the quiet moment under the stars...or perhaps because you will not be coming home tonight, again.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

loving this

Thursday, September 10, 2009


the changes have come quickly as if i am looking through the window of a passing train.
so much has changed. i am afraid that it is not here to stay. please let it stay.