So much depends
upon
yellow woods
and
a red canoe. . . .
(I intended to post this last month, but the month evaporated. The yellow leaves are now gone, but the red canoe remains.)
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Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
Funny how a stretch of time that seems so long can evaporate so quickly.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, thoughtful picture. Why does time evaporate so easily?
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ReplyDeleteSeasons & changes...a mystery to reflect on...the red canoe that goes on through time...
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