14 January 2009

when the birds along the creek wish to pass their day as men, they grab a cloak of spanish moss, and drape it 'round their wings...


beckiwithani said...

Gorgeous and eerie.

virginia said...

thank you.

i've been exploring my neighborhood, and i spotted those gossamer "shawls" near the museum. a jewel of a museum...loud yellow facade, with unnatural shapes acting as sentinels, smack in the middle of a quiet "hydric hammock".


"Before you can blame an individual for their choices, you have to make sure they have the same choices as everyone else."

Bix , the fanatic cook.