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Sometimes life is blurry in reflection..
Birds love sunsets too..
Love is wildfire.
Anybody who says love isn’t real is living in a denial based illusion. Reacting to the fact that the way we’ve built our modern world has made it very hard and often times impossible to not only find it, but even more to hold onto it. That is a weakness of human character though. And technology has made us lazy and greedy and uninspired. Love exists. And this is only a pinprick quick sketch of why we’re letting it die. That’s all I know.
Sunrise. (Sunset.) Wildfire horizon.
Our paths even cross in the sky..
She spins me slowly like a windmill in the waking sky..
We are defined by the strength and depth of our roots.
Winter moon series. January 2012. Tennessee. (She pulls us all slightly toward the sky..)