Saturday, December 15, 2012

"The older we get, the deeper we dig into our childhoods,
Hoping to find the radiant cell
That washed us, and caused our lives
                                                                       to glow in the dark like clock
hands
Endlessly turning toward the future,
Tomorrow, day after tomorrow, the day after that,
                                                             all golden, all in good 
 time"
 
                                from Archaeology
                                                   Charles Wright
 

 
Photo Winter 2011
 
 "There's a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons―
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes―"
 
                    from Slant of Light                          
                             Emily Dickinson

7 comments:

Gary said...

Great poem and shot!! Boom & Gary of the Vermilon River, Canada.

kerrdelune said...

The precious birds say it all - a truly lovely photo and so appropriate for the season!

Guy said...

Hi Gary

Thanks I am glad you enjoyed them.

Guy

Guy said...

Hi Cate

I did think the picture was appropriate, it was a very peaceful but very wintery shot I am glad you enjoyed it.

Guy

Kathie Brown said...

Merry Christmas Guy! I often feel this way the poem describes but did not have such perfect words to describe this searching with!

Guy said...

Hi Kathie

Thanks for your comments all the best for the holidays.

Guy

nic.b van es said...

wat een mooi moment om de vogels zo mooi te fotograferen.