Wednesday, November 20, 2013
"FIND THE REAL WORLD, GIVE IT ENDLESSLY AWAY, GROW RICH FLINGING GOLD TO ALL WHO ASK. LIVE AT THE EMPTY HEART OF PARADOX. I'LL DANCE THERE WITH YOU-CHEEK TO CHEEK." Rumi
As we pass through these golden days of autumn, I hope to fling more gold to anyone who may ask. I have so far to go before I'm living at the empty heart of paradox.
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
The light was so pretty late yesterday afternoon in the cotton field behind our house, that I just had to go try and capture it. Golden and soft, my favorite kind. I'll go back out today and try again. Time is short. Harvest is coming soon.