16-04-02 WPC – Landscape #1

Looking out over the Indian Point Marshes towards Blackfish Creek, low tide 2/29/16. (My apologies, I have a failing nuclear power plant on the brain. This is the Indian Neck Marshes not Indian Point…oops – edit 4/2/16 @ 6:23 pm)

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Other landscapes.

16-03-25 Weekly Photo Challenge Half Light

In memory of my uncle, Edward Devine Johnson (1926-2016)

There’s a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons –
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes –

Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –
We can find no scar,
But internal difference –
Where the Meanings, are –

None may teach it – Any –
‘Tis the seal Despair –
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the Air –

When it comes, the Landscape listens –
Shadows – hold their breath –
When it goes, ’tis like the Distance
On the look of Death –

Emily Dickinson

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Half Light

16-03-16 Ailsa’s Travel Theme – Square

“It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness, to think that a thousand square miles are a thousand times more wonderful than one square mile, and that a million square miles are almost the same as heaven.”

E.M. Forster

I replaced my 2 year old color Squares this week.

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16-03-15 The Ides Of March

CAESAR
Who is it in the press that calls on me?
I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music,
Cry ‘Caesar!’ Speak; Caesar is turn’d to hear.
Soothsayer
Beware the ides of March.
CAESAR
What man is that?
BRUTUS
A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
CAESAR
Set him before me; let me see his face.
CASSIUS
Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Caesar.
CAESAR
What say’st thou to me now? speak once again.
Soothsayer
Beware the ides of March.
CAESAR
He is a dreamer; let us leave him: pass.

A perfect sky for this day…

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