Imagine all the souls who have stood in this spot, looking in the same direction as I was when I took this picture. A hundred years ago, there wasn't as much light as there is now, and the place smelled to high heaven of rotting fish, dumped on the quay by fishing boats moored just below the lion's grand posture.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
I just drove, tried not to think to deeply. Sadness welled up inside me. So I didn't. Think too much, that is.
Instead, I watched the brilliant trees. They were covered in powdery snow, as though dusted with sugar. I tricked myself into joyousness, almost bliss there, for a while.
Life is strange. I've got to immerse myself in it and do a bit of catching up.
Jepi, december 2007
Posted by Jepi at 00:40