Monday, February 7, 2011

Sweet's The Air

“My land is bare of chattering folk; / the clouds are low along the ridges, / and sweet's the air with curly smoke / from all my burning bridges.”
Dorothy Parker 1893-1967

Looking up from Death Valley.

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7 comments:

  1. João de SousaFebruary 7, 2011 at 12:59 PM

    [shinning, soft as breeze]

    Great One!

    João

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  2. LisaFebruary 7, 2011 at 6:23 PM

    Ghostly.

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  3. DorteFebruary 7, 2011 at 9:43 PM

    beautiful and yeah ghostly :)

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  4. ;)February 8, 2011 at 2:54 AM

    Your land is a mystery...

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  5. AnonymousFebruary 9, 2011 at 1:03 AM

    Ohhhhhhhhhhh Don, the one & only! I love your blues as usual & your nice comment on My Wabi & Sabi blog. This is poetry Don!

    Lots of love
    Agneta

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  6. nadine paduartFebruary 9, 2011 at 4:17 AM

    magical photo...
    the quote now.

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  7. Kenneth LarssonFebruary 9, 2011 at 6:44 AM

    Very nice shot! I really lke it!

    Have a nice day! :-)

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