Tuesday, May 23, 2006
well worn path
the walk from northleach to hampnett church.
postscript:
an interesting reflection by Jocelyn in the comments section. I'm an admirer of her photographic images on illuminasjon. J's is one of those places I visit and wonder why I didn't think of doing that! then there are other sites I look at with a degree of envy because they focus on subjects I rarely get access to - namely big urban themes and people who like posing in front of cameras.
I was going over some of the old images and wondering whether I'm capturing this other worldliness - unintentionally, or in lieu of anything else.
ah well... thinking of J's sentiment, this from a different ''Soup'';
Went out walking through the wood the other day
And the world was a carpet laid before me
The buds were bursting and the air smelled sweet and strange
And it seemed about a hundred years ago
Mary and I, we would sit upon a gate
Just gazing at some dragon in the sky
What tender days, we had no secrets hid away
Well, it seemed about a hundred years ago...
(100 years ago - rolling stones)
coincidently, I was playing this song just the other day and it struck a chord (no pun intended) with this image.
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4 comments:
how beautiful!!
Very very nice. Makes me want to go to church again (well, at least to walk the path to it).
I would love to sit on the wood gate, chew on something & gaze at the world!
Smooch,
The Tart
; )
Yes, J, I was going over some of the old images and wondering whether I'm capturing this other worldliness - unintentionally.
This from another Soup;
Went out walking through the wood the other day
And the world was a carpet laid before me
The buds were bursting and the air smelled sweet and strange
And it seemed about a hundred years ago
Mary and I, we would sit upon a gate
Just gazing at some dragon in the sky
What tender days, we had no secrets hid away
Well, it seemed about a hundred years ago...
(100 years ago - rolling stones)
funny, I was playing this song just the other day and it struck a chord (no pun intended).
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