16 October 2011

in the morning


















early morning. woke up feeling cooler in the air, a blessing after endless days in far too high temperatures · drove on empty roads, silent roads cutting through fog, passing by black crows. the sound a memory of distant places, distant days · the water still wrapped in a peaceful mist, nobody around, not even a single soul just the flying away ducks · gathering pine cones, raising the eyes to the lines of old pine trees · surrounded · the air getting clearer and warmer as time advanced · sitting on the white sand, opening the cones and removing the small dusty nuts · dark brown dusty hands · collecting and breathing the rhythm of the days ...

have a wonderful start of the week! xox
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tenham um belo começo de semana! bjs

2 comments :

ariadne said...

What poetic speech! I loved it!AriadnefromGreece!

Camil.la Pérez Salvà said...

Felicitats pel bloc, preciós paisatge i obra ceràmica.