[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Flora Alpina - II
Stolen images of "samples" grown and dried up at the bottom of a mountain muretto a secco (drywall). After all, it's only a matter or looking carefully. Beauty hides everywhere.