Horizon line softened. . .
by grasses. . . guesses. . . autumn’s late light.
Response to “horizon“.
Words. Image. Connecting.
by grasses. . . guesses. . . autumn’s late light.
Response to “horizon“.
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Fine shot! You caught a shadow in between light; Blue-green against yellow-red. Cheers, harrie.
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I so appreciate your way of pausing to take a longer look and pointing out a few details that catch your eye, as if you’re walking along the same path and saying “look”!
Thanks to blogging, there’s that added wonder—a community of shared noticing.
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Nice to read this; thank you! (I hope you never get the feeling that ‘I want you to see things my way’).
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Everyone is seeing their own way, like instruments in an orchestra where the differences of each, blended in musical “conversation”, are what enrich and deepen the sound.
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Exquisite…
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Thank you, Bette. You are so good to comment on your favorites. I actually thought of you when I posted this one!
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Plants… formally motionless. But telling a story of journey and motions of our mind. Catching our interest. Self-explanatory, peaceful and subtile. A horizon of visions and dreams, drifting into a nowhere where everything seems to be possible. Colors that bring in forms. Forms that bring in colors.
What is all that?
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I’m glad when an image can set off a trail of impressions, as you’ve shown in your comment—a comment that in turn, can stir more images and poetic responses.
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Reblogged this on and commented:
Plants… formally motionless. But telling a story of journey and motions of our mind. Catching our interest. Self-explanatory, peaceful and subtile. A horizon of visions and dreams, drifting into a nowhere where everything seems to be possible. Colors that bring in forms. Forms that bring in colors.
What is all that?
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