We are walking cycles of each day. Like the spokes of a wheel, we begin in the center as the day breaks and travel out on foot into the rural landscape; keeping eyes open to the sky, the hills, the earth under our feet. We travel back in to the center at the end of the day.
(5 days in may 2012)
Thursday, May 31, 2012
We could not get enough
We fell into the landscape and it held us. The landscape leaned into us and we welcomed it.
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