I tried to find the rhythm of the world where I used to live… But I was haunted by the idea that I remembered her wrong.
Chris, “Solaris”
Puget Sound.
Seattle skyline.
I keep following this sort of hidden river of my life, you know, whatever the topic or impulse which comes, I follow it along trustingly. And I don’t have any sense of its coming to a kind of crescendo, or of its petering out either. It is just going steadily along.
William Stafford
Washington State Ferry, Issaquah, headed for Vashon Island.
Ferry to Vashon Island taken through the windshield.
Every one is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.
Mark Twain
The moon was huge and misty…i tried to capture it with my iPhone…wish it was possible…
In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.
Buddha
Road trip Vancouver, BC to Seattle
There is nothing to be afraid of,
it is only the wind
changing to the east, it is only
your father the thunder
your mother the rain
first line of Night Poem by Margaret Atwood
Winter Solstice…on December 22, 2011… light will begin to return.
”If this is coffee, please bring me some tea; but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee.”—Abraham Lincoln
Campus at the University of Washington.
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
Carl Edward Sagan
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