I was thinking this morning that people who have died are still with us. They are in a different space. There is so much space in life and the world. So many different kinds of space. The life is seamless and forever.
By myself. Driving from Topaz Lake Nevada over to Hope Valley. Solo painting trip and realized I'd rather be photographing than painting. I'd like to base a painting on one of these photos. The sheer space- nature indifferent to humans. Nature complete.
Sue from Life Below Zero is one of my heroes. She describes herself (and all people) as a player. She gets out there, sees what needs to be done and gets to it. I can only hope to do the same. Goose Trail