James

Thank you 😌🙏🏼

Yesterday’s blossom had my mind

An evening that was

Walking vaguely west I felt a branch brush my shoulder. The sun, our sun, emerged from behind the body of the tree as I continued.

I watched as the wind moved the grasses under a watery sun. There was nothing in mind for a while.

#januarty
#angle
mountains in the morning

surface. day. feel. changeable.

My guitar and new strings.

It was a morning of colour and haunting birdsong over the flats

Moonrise

Leaves released

Twelve feet

A cough from somewhere
Leaves rustle - a cat, blackbird, or wren, perhaps
Foghorn echoes from the docks to the west
Cold air through my nose
Drops landing, here and over there
Sounds that cut the ink-like silence
Branches gather the mist and my thoughts

Wallace Stevens

Toes and ankles in the chilled foam. Head and senses in the wind and spray. Thoughts in the clouds.

Dawn. Stood in the bay. Wind and waves in deep conversation

Sky view, birds, flowering trees, bare branches

Albarrán Cabrera, 2018

The Mouth of Krishna

Stood next to it as all of it sang

There’s a man outside my window

Yestereve I watched the light fade over the estuary. There are hints of orange in the sky this morning and dreams in between

Michael Kenna

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Tree with crescent moon, extended hand with figure holding up a heart

Toni Demuro

Connection

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The young and the old watching over the park on this frosty morning 💚💙🍁🍂🌳

Lying in silence among the grasses this evening my camera and I. I wondered upon the age of the sun and how it compares to its peers. My front sodden with dew but care not did I. #FindingQuietPlaces

Beside water and grasses as our star dips for the night. Nothing in mind but now, and absorbing the gift.