I took these today on a bike ride. They are the kinds of images that you would find stunning(technicolor included)if you borrowed my brain for a day. Of course if you borrowed my brain, you'd have all the visual pleasure but you'd have to endure the millions of boring details floating around in there too-- like knowing that the floor wasn't going to mop itself, yet still avoiding it or wondering how 2 remote controls have managed to disappear for 2 months...seriously. Gone. Never to be seen or heard from again.
This is my bike. Her name is Bamboo. I've missed spending quality time with her all winter.
The Virgin fascinates me. And I'm not even Catholic.
The winters are way too cold here and when it gets going, the wind will whip all the good will straight out of your heart but otherwise...I love it here. I mean- this is our view.
Hmmm let's see. I feel about birds of prey, the way Narcissus felt about his reflection. I could stare at them all day.