feeling held within
a fictional space and time
cold, gray to white, help
part of the story
or distant reality
hard to say, yet sweet
Sunday: Tad warmer.
East side brunch. Window shopping.
Strolling. Looking. Snap.
Click this line for additional Sunday stroll snaps gallery
“The contemplation of things as they are, without substitution or imposture, without error and confusion, is in itself a nobler thing than a whole harvest of invention” – Sir Francis Bacon
Link to gallery of additional photographs from today’s snow walk
The horoscope dude said, “Wean yourself from ego-driven desires and pour your libido into a longing for beauty, truth, goodness, justice, integrity, creativity, love, and an intimate relationship with the Wild Divine.”
Sounds, looks, smells, feels like a wonderful path.