My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, coffee life, spirituality and the mystery of it all.
haiku is not a poem, it is not literature; it is a hand beckoning, a door half-opened, a mirror wiped clean.
It is a way of returning to nature, to our moon nature, our cherry blossom nature, our falling leaf nature, in short, to our Buddha nature.
R. H. Blyth
I normally crop all my landscapes in 16 x 9 but this image is cropped in 16 x 10. It’s a subtle difference. So, fair warning as I may be on a new kick for awhile.
4 Comments
Faye White
Shake things up! I’ve never met a sunrise I didn’t like. 🙂
Monte Stevens
I’d have say the say same. However, I’ve met some sunrises that were much colder than I would have liked. 😂
Earl
You rebel you! 😲 Have a good weekend, Monte.
Monte Stevens
I’m learning to be more comfortable living on the edge. 😂