Sunday, January 29, 2017

Waking to waves and to the morning silhouettes of trees... this space between sleep and day.

Fragments of dreams: roads, destinations, tiny passages. folding into myself to make it through.   

A note for the day:  remember to unfold again later.

Not difficult to read this image after the frost, and after my long illness.

Opening the door, i smile twice: once for the island morning, and twice for spotting the sunshine cat in her hidden spot up on the roof.

No comments: