tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post3535097854809768671..comments2024-01-18T11:19:45.934-08:00Comments on Wanderin' Weeta (With Waterfowl and Weeds): Between water and cloudsSusannah Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11923063322849781223noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post-54968983367255397322010-01-25T07:37:21.918-08:002010-01-25T07:37:21.918-08:00Thanks, all!
Wren, "... absence ... is a pre...Thanks, all!<br /><br />Wren, "... absence ... is a presence, silence ... a sound." Yes, so true.Susannah Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11923063322849781223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post-58169037544117232742010-01-24T08:41:27.442-08:002010-01-24T08:41:27.442-08:00Beautiful photos of a breathtaking place.Beautiful photos of a breathtaking place.robin andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13390482190562312928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post-348623967244132242010-01-23T14:59:08.963-08:002010-01-23T14:59:08.963-08:00Your title speaks for the photos. Perfect words fo...Your title speaks for the photos. Perfect words for perfect pictures!Clytiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03869657234201857627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post-1599395928247234402010-01-23T10:01:40.646-08:002010-01-23T10:01:40.646-08:00Something about looking over such a vast distance,...Something about looking over such a vast distance, that, as you said, takes the breath away. Beautiful portrayals in this post. Loved to see the one of you at the centre of your universe (for that day:)Black Jack's Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18436115876996209227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post-11016582887011292522010-01-23T08:37:27.440-08:002010-01-23T08:37:27.440-08:00Sometimes we wander at home and I can't see a ...Sometimes we wander at home and I can't see a picture that the camera could capture in such a way to give it justice. The beauty is there, everyday and everywhere .... yes even the dullest days of the seasons ... but sometimes it is only the heart and the mind can capture.Cicero Singshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13438108795744902961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post-84829047954080312782010-01-23T06:57:55.403-08:002010-01-23T06:57:55.403-08:00"Nothing" is a misnomer. Just as absence..."Nothing" is a misnomer. Just as absence itself is a presence and silence itself a sound, "nothing" is something to see. So much peace in simple vistas, uncluttered, and undemanding of our brains, giving more than they take back.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post-90656675332273624742010-01-23T05:33:17.858-08:002010-01-23T05:33:17.858-08:00Heaven is in that space, to be sure.Heaven is in that space, to be sure.SandyCarlsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10752798823532580733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30584505.post-34768848371310037562010-01-23T04:52:41.946-08:002010-01-23T04:52:41.946-08:00There is poetry and truth in your title: 'betw...There is poetry and truth in your title: 'between water and clouds'. Beautifully said and exactly where we are. Although at a different place than you, I also felt the soft luminosity of the day that your pictures show.aka Penelopehttp://penelopepuddle.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com