Since early childhood I have always been drawn to a cool riverbank. A spot to puff the seeds of dandelions and watch them float away on the breeze. Count mayflies alighting on the sparkling water for an instant and contemplate the knowledge that by day's end their journey will be over. A shady rill, a place to dream, to rest, to revitalize.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
HOW TO BE ALONE
Found this, and really enjoyed her thoughts and images.........
A favorite found phrase of mine from many years back is:
"If you find me here by myself Don't think of me as lonely Just alone."
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