Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Clouds to add color.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
- Rabindranath Tagore
Monday, June 29, 2009
The safe place.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
The genius of childhood
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
New kind of togetherness
People nowadays like to be together not in the old-fashioned way of, say, mingling on the piazza of an Italian Renaissance city, but, instead, huddled together in traffic jams, bus queues, on escalators and so on. It’s a new kind of togetherness which may seem totally alien, but it’s the togetherness of modern technology.
J. G. Ballard
J. G. Ballard
Thursday, June 25, 2009
We trample grass
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Mariners, waiting for the night sky
Monday, June 22, 2009
Time
Sunday, June 21, 2009
High hopes
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
A candle
Thursday, June 18, 2009
The right way
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
The silence of a flower
Monday, June 15, 2009
Smell the flowers
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
...That we may record our emptiness.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Aye, what then?
Friday, June 5, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
A silent finger
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Writing
Monday, June 1, 2009
Buildings
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