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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, October 13, 2009

a pot

as i write i stare unto the pastures lined with trees of every color. at times the wind plays making the leaves look like falling snow flakes. meringues bake in the oven and the rays of sun are piercing through the kitchen window. so why am i feeling like i might boil over


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maria cecilia said...

Hello, so nice you have come to visit me... I was waiting for a long time... I always go to your La porte rouge blog and most of the times leave a comment for you...
You have such great blogs and been a fan of you before I had my own blog.
Thanks for visiting me.
Muchos cariƱos,
Maria Cecilia
p.s. your pictures are a beautiful poem.