Wednesday, December 7, 2011

"Doors were left open in heaven again:
drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages
around roofs and trees. Like wet flags, shutters
flap and fold. Even light is blown out of town,
its last angles caught in sopped
newspaper wings and billowing plastic -
all this in one American street."

                                     The Worlds in this World                                               
                                                  Laure-Anne Bosselaar


Kathiesbirds said...

All this is one American forest! Guy, What are the reddish pink spots of light in the photo?

Guy said...

Hi Kathie

They are rose hips. I was fighting with my auto focus but I thought it made an interesting effect.