Hi Mike, Great to hear from you! I hope you're enjoying your respite. I wrote this poem half as a statement of intention, half as a metaphor for death. So, in both senses, I guess we're all pretty much walking single-file down the same path.
Hi Michael, Thanks for your comments, and welcome. The path leads down into a valley not far from where I lived in Japan. This road is one of a rabbit warren of little farm roads that lead into and through the valley. I woke up at 5 a.m. to reach this spot by 5:30 to take the photo. In a sense, I'm still walking down that road and don't plan to stop. Besides, I couldn't if I tried.
Breathtakingly beautiful. Thank you. Yes, I understood it at once in both the senses you mention in comment above. Your photos make me want to visit Japan, Michael, as I never have before. They are also a visit in themselves, though, to a fascinating land.
Thank you, g. The scene that greeted me on that country road that misty morning forms a vignette that is among my fondest memories of Japan. The road was desolate. There wasn't a sign of another person. There was just me, that road and that sunlight. Thanks for your thoughts!
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Beautiful image
Early light shines through old trees
Country road at dawn
Thanks, qaminante!
That looks like an inviting walk. I want to see what's around the corner.
I believe you, Michael, I believe you. Good for you. Go for it. One foot in front of the other. Countless millions of us are right behind you.
Hi Mike,
Great to hear from you! I hope you're enjoying your respite.
I wrote this poem half as a statement of intention, half as a metaphor for death. So, in both senses, I guess we're all pretty much walking single-file down the same path.
Hi Michael,
Thanks for your comments, and welcome.
The path leads down into a valley not far from where I lived in Japan. This road is one of a rabbit warren of little farm roads that lead into and through the valley.
I woke up at 5 a.m. to reach this spot by 5:30 to take the photo.
In a sense, I'm still walking down that road and don't plan to stop. Besides, I couldn't if I tried.
Breathtakingly beautiful. Thank you. Yes, I understood it at once in both the senses you mention in comment above. Your photos make me want to visit Japan, Michael, as I never have before. They are also a visit in themselves, though, to a fascinating land.
Thanks, Jean, for your wonderful comments. I truly appreciate your visits to my blog and the kind words you leave behind.
Thank you, g. The scene that greeted me on that country road that misty morning forms a vignette that is among my fondest memories of Japan.
The road was desolate. There wasn't a sign of another person. There was just me, that road and that sunlight.
Thanks for your thoughts!
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