rumble of logging trucks
in the early morning light
I cringe as they pass
and hope the load is tight
(click to enlarge)
STILL WALKING
rumble of logging trucks
in the early morning light
I cringe as they pass
and hope the load is tight
(click to enlarge)
Mostly original poems along with a few other poetic goodies
Where I walk and what I see.
"This is just the kind of sense that's... not."
a Poems in the Waiting Room (NZ) project
One Way Ticket: South East Asia
You are your own best teacher
The journey
Museum of Documentary and Fiction
Non-Fiction Short Stories. Updated Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Travel, oldsters, love, moments worthy of pause.
Discovering the Relevance of Words in the 21st Century
from the Picasa Web Album Featured Photos
Life and Writing
Riding throughout the earth on a sorrel horse...
Nature's nuances in a nutshell
Truth Within, Shines Without
--- gravy train season ticket holders ---
Grand Pa walking with a camera
Capturing memories with every SNAP!! Enjoy!
Artist. Scavenging the skips of London looking for abandoned treasures to resuscitate. Part womble, part emergency service..... No healthy books or clothes are ever harmed in the process.
How many years old was that big tree before being cut down? Immense.
Probably ‘swamp’ kauri that has been buried and is therefore thousands of years old
I can believe that huge trunk….so sad they cut it down!
It was probably dug up from a swamp – I’ll ask Rick, but I think it’s swamp kauri, and if so, thousands of years old Maureen http://www.kiwis-soar.com
Heavy traffic does disturb our reveries. What wonderful light you are capturing your photos in right now.
Not sure about heavy traffic disturbing the reveries – when you’re walking along the side of a main road with no footpath those big logging trucks flying past are a bit scary… The light was good this morning. Kiwiskan http://www.kiwis-soar.com