They’re there somewhere.
Below.
In their own world….
Monthly Archives: August 2018
A “twilight zone” beach.
Crowded.
“Strandkörbe” everywhere.
A kite flies….
On days when I go for a walk through the fields near our village, I pass by this old trailer. It doesn’t seem to have moved even once in the past five years. At least not that I’ve noticed. …
Clouds are coming.
Sun is shining on me.
Only a small circle of shadow….
I stared at the picture, Saw a beautiful sunset, Felt warm, Relaxed, Dreaming I was there. Then I asked, What do you see? The hazy green leaves. And clouds. Sunsets come and go. Moments that color life, Go unheard. Sometimes.
