“My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high in June When movin’ through Kashmir” Page, Plant, Bonham
The windows acted as mirrors while I took these photographs at the Central Library, Downtown Indianapolis. The Festival of Lights tree was still lit as pictured in the second photo.
The then small, insignificant step toward the giant leap in understanding man. That was the path she beckoned. It curved away from the light and fear began to well up inside. Depression crippled. Anxiety followed. Still she danced through the bramble, not absent of pain, but carried by will. She recognized the same dilemmas thatContinue reading “Rupture”
Did you happen to look up to the heavens Sunday evening, September 8, 2013, shortly after sunset? I did, because I knew the Moon and Venus would be sharing space, close enough to capture them in the same frame. I looked up yesterday evening, September 9, 2013, and already they had parted ways. The MoonContinue reading “Celestial Glory”
Stuck between two worlds The world I see with both eyes The other world moves Happy writing, Always, jeannelizabeth©
I won’t say goodbye and I can’t say Hello. Hello. Goodbye. You say hello but you say Goodbye. the time spent between them lingers long in my head as the clouds change course darkness falls in pinks, reds and oranges all aglow jeannelizabeth©
The voice of an elk’s deep throat, underneath the fog, stirs through and around jeannelizabeth© The picture was taken at the Grand Canyon June 2013. If you like the picture and would like to use it, please ask. Thank you.
I ask you, what is that feeling at the bottom of your stomach, when your mouth gapes open and your eyes become wide? Reflecting back on our recent trip to Sedona, I feel the churning and the utter amazement at Arizona’s diversity. From Flagstaff to Sedona, Phoenix to Tucson, along with a day trip toContinue reading “Desert Dream”