Saturday, March 23, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
lovely lake in concrete wa
serene. i listen to the glove "blues in drag"
i think of the sun's warmth on my sun, imagining the mountain and it's bliss inside my head.
i have said it before i will say it again, i love mountains.
not in a need to summit Everest but in a real appreciation to their re balancing effect and their ability to belittle one and allow release of thoughts of grandeur as the mountain is the mac daddy of grandeur.
i think of the sun's warmth on my sun, imagining the mountain and it's bliss inside my head.
i have said it before i will say it again, i love mountains.
not in a need to summit Everest but in a real appreciation to their re balancing effect and their ability to belittle one and allow release of thoughts of grandeur as the mountain is the mac daddy of grandeur.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
hay play
it's been awhile since a proper day of photography.
i have been in, applying for rejections, or so it seems so far.
always fun to go through dry spells , i'm busy hibernating anyhow.
but there are many photos that i am yet still to play with from last years events - so here i play with hay.
a little more hay never hurt anyone.
i used to suffer hay fever , horrible stuff.
as i child i had the sticky eyes , the ones that were sealed shut when you awoke to freak the hell out as why would your eyes be sealed shut holy mother of f**k?!?
my favorite time of year always burdened with a bodily physical discomfort (that later i learn is all food based.... but thats much later.)
yet spring and summer were still what i quenched even with sticky eyes sealed shut.
i have been in, applying for rejections, or so it seems so far.
always fun to go through dry spells , i'm busy hibernating anyhow.
but there are many photos that i am yet still to play with from last years events - so here i play with hay.
a little more hay never hurt anyone.
i used to suffer hay fever , horrible stuff.
as i child i had the sticky eyes , the ones that were sealed shut when you awoke to freak the hell out as why would your eyes be sealed shut holy mother of f**k?!?
my favorite time of year always burdened with a bodily physical discomfort (that later i learn is all food based.... but thats much later.)
yet spring and summer were still what i quenched even with sticky eyes sealed shut.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
driving past some scabbiness
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