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Thursday, February 10, 2011

An evening of working and walking...


Searching for an entrance... working... thinking... Sometimes things come together gracefully and other times not... Sometimes my eyes and body simply become tired with looking and trying...
I value my night time walks--the restful darkness and rhythmic physical movement an antidote to any frustration, bringing fresh blood and fresh ideas to a tired brain. I saw these gorgeous poppies nestled under Mucha's lovely woman in the florist's night time window--- and so large and perfect were they that I had to look twice to be certain they were real...
And just around the corner, in a dim eighteenth century interior, this over the top hanging jewel from another century...

3 comments:

  1. Now, I could only dream of a walk producing such artistic views of the urban kind. We have gorgeous nature scenery here but we are not by any stretch of the imagination cosmopolitan. Quaint, electic, spiritual maybe, upscale.....not on a bet. tee hee, The Olde Bagg, Linda

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  2. I appreciate your comments--thanks for taking the time! Diana

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  3. Inspiration indeed. i love the poppy display. Maybe i should take up some nightime walking too x

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