Saturday, May 30, 2015

Travelling so fast


the hours dissolve into a memory of color, of wind coming over the ridge.










Thursday, May 14, 2015

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Over time, we grow more dear

 to one another, and our vision of each other becomes subtle and varied, 
at rest in a constellation of days together; we begin to see 
each other through a veil of uncountable hours, unnumbered nights.