Written by a practitioner of mathematics, philosophy, taiji, gluten-free cooking, chant, meditation, gardening, and renovation, with no particular end in mind. Were there an end, it would come too soon, and the Path would cease to Wander.
Nah. I didn't have my camera with me. A click on the picture takes you to where I found it. What inspired the poem was seeing the sun rise so that it shone straight through some golden maple leaves. That photo was the closest I found to what I saw, but still isn't quite right.
3 comments:
Fantastic fotograf.
Did you snap it?
Nah. I didn't have my camera with me. A click on the picture takes you to where I found it. What inspired the poem was seeing the sun rise so that it shone straight through some golden maple leaves. That photo was the closest I found to what I saw, but still isn't quite right.
The contrast is beautiful. I visited the link. Thank you. There are a few other lovely shots there.
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