Everything was new
When I was new
ANd i kNew it WAs nEw
Looking across the sky
Again. For the 22627th time
Something keeps telling me
“tHis iS oLD”
The old
See afresh
The value of a “day”
When everything
iS nEW
On the evening I made this multiple exposure photo. The birds circled…so I put them around the moon…the old old moon. Then, nested them gently between the breasts of the distant mountains. The ancient ancient mountains. It was a moment unlike any other I had ever come to love.
Difference is Subjective
Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic 