There is the moment when you realise you have done something well.
It feels great.
Then there is the moment when you recognise that, however imperfectly, you have expressed you.
And it is incomparable.
Introduction
"Only that day dawns to which we are awake," wrote Thoreau. This blog, in words and pictures, is my attempt to be awake: to be alive to the mystery of life. It is an exercise in gratitude and wonder, and an open invitation to beauty. Archives
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