experience is never limited,
and it is never complete;
it is an immense sensibility,
a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads
suspended in the chamber of consciousness,
and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue.
~henry james
i saw this beauty.
when i was putting
the bird feeder out.
i just love it.
when these moments.
happen.
just BE.
robin.
1 comment:
I'm thinking peace and quiet and fresh air. I like the way you present your photos and thoughts. :))
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