Here in my heart, my happiness, my house. Here inside the lighted window is my love, my hope, my life.…
Does the walker choose the path or the path choose the walker?
Does the walker choose the path or the path choose the walker? ~ Garth Nix |Mer de Glace, Chamonix, France|
The farther we penetrate the unknown
Whether outwardly or inwardly, whether in space or time, the farther we penetrate the unknown, the vaster and more marvelous…
So far away
Now where are you when the Sun goes down? You’re so far away from me You’re so far away from…
There was nowhere to go but everywhere
There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars. ~ Jack Kerouac [TMB #3…
I love the stillness of the wood
I love the stillness of the wood; I love the music of the rill: I love the couch in pensive…
A walk on the afternoon
A walk on the afternoon |Torres Vedras, Portugal|
A different path
A different path … |Colleville-sur-Mer, France|
I see my path
I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me…
The farther we penetrate the unknown
Whether outwardly or inwardly, whether in space or time, the farther we penetrate the unknown, the vaster and more marvelous…
Stones in the road?
Stones in the road? I save every single one, one day I´ll build a castle. ~ Fernando Pessoa |Boa Vista,…
Even the birds have packed up and came
Last week … even the birds have packed up and came |Praia de Chaves, Boa Vista, Cape Verde|