Monday, November 15, 2010

Light Tree

The sun had just come over the top of the mountain as I reached the higher field lighting up the tree that stood against the mountain. By the time I reached the tree, my old sneakers were soaked from the wet grass. I couldn't believe my luck, to see the light in the tree.


SamArtDog said...

I've heard absinthe and/or insanity blamed for van Gogh's whirly skies. Maybe his sneakers were wet.

Bob Lafond said...

Sam, Wet sneakers go right up the spinal column.