Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Last Reflection


This maybe my last visit to the land of upside down for a while. Looking into a body of water, seeing a reflection, reminds me of the passages in Thoreau's Walden. He looks into the pond and sees the sandy bottom, ancient pine trunks, himself, the sky, and eternity. "I would drink deeper; fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars." But I must stop reflecting and move on.

My pictures have been getting more wintery. I will be visiting the land of cold beauty next. A cold beauty is born, to borrow from Yeats.