an eternity

There is no dusk to be,
   There is no dawn that was,
Only there's now, and now,
   And the wind in the grass.

Days I remember of
   Now in my heart, are now;
Days that I dream will bloom
   White peach bough.

Dying shall never be
   Now in the windy grass;
Now under shooken leaves
   Death never was.

-Archibald MacLeish, 1917-

sneeuwbeelden

 

sneeuwstrand

gisteren, 15:58

16:25, even later doet de batterij het niet meer
ook de reserve is ineens leeg door de kou

in de duinen heel veel sneeuw, noorweegse taferelen...
(waar kan ik hier ski's huren?)

scheveningen 11:30

(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

uit de oude doos (2)

Deer Island Group, off the coast of Bamfield, Vancouver Island

looks almost tropical, doesn't it

later, while kayaking, we spotted a whale at just 20 m...

june 2002

(analoge foto, ingescand)

the year

What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That's not been said a thousand times?

The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.

We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.

We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.

We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that's the burden of the year.

-Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 1910-