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Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire...


[link] teardrop - massive attack

a pause last sunday evening overlooking turner falls.
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The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you,
not knowing how blind that was.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.
We are the mirror as well as the face in it.

We are tasting the taste,
This minute of eternity.
We are pain and what cures pain, both.

We are the sweet cold water
And the jar that pours...

~ Rumi
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All your dreams are made
When you're chained to the mirror and the razor blade.
Today's the day that all the world will see
Another sunny afternoon.

Walking to the sound of my favorite tune
Tomorrow never knows what it doesn't know too soon.

Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to wake up wake up
Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to rest your mind.

You know you should so I guess you might as well.
What's the story morning glory?


[link] oasis

yesterday morning :peace:
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Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying...and every day on the balcony of the open sea wings, fire is born and everything is blue again like morning.

― Pablo Neruda

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An afternoon of rock climbing found me at Treasure Lake as the sun was setting. I decided I would walk out onto a cliff that has a nice vantage point of the lake and try for a shot. this is one of those a million miles from anywhere places. As I am looking around wondering what the heck to shoot I hear, "hello" from behind me. I turn and find the ghost of John Muir perched on this small little ledge, feet dangling, while writing verse of some sort into his journal.

there was my shot.

we didn't really talk. other than me asking, "may I?" he nodded and I took a dozen or so shots. then he asked me how I knew of the place... I told him my grandfather started taking me here to fish when I was 5. he smiled and nodded... after a few minutes or so, he told me it was his favorite spot in the world.

We watched the light fade for a bit and then I nodded to him as I left. one of the more satisfying exchanges of the week.

Treasure Lake - Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge
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Some are just better than others... the one I had here was one of the best.

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Crystal Lake north of Ouray, Colorado.
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Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow

Gonna rise up
Burning back holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold

Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
And suddenly swallowed by signs
Low and behold

Gonna rise up
Find my direction magnetically
Gonna rise up
Throw down my ace in the hole...


[link] Rise - Eddie Vedder






(I've finally had some time to work on my image backlog. this is another from the summer... looking across the valley and up towards black bear pass... shot while on the way up Red Mnt 3. south of Ouray, Co.)
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Be the water where I'm wading.

You're my river running high,
Run deep,
Run wild...



[link] triggerfinger





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Turner Falls on Honey Creek in the Arbuckle Mountains in southern Oklahoma as light fades... so named after Mazeppa Thomas Turner, a farmer who settled in the area in 1878.

on a sidenote; Mazeppa is a fun word to say.
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When I step into the light
My arms are open wide
When I step into the light
My eyes searching wildly
Would you not like to be
Sitting on top of the world with
Your legs hanging free,
Would you not like to be ok?

When I'm walking by the water
Splish splash me and you takin' a bath
When I'm walking by the water
Come up through my toes
To my ankles
To my head
To my soul
And I'm blown away.

I can't believe that we would
Lie in our graves
Wondering if we had
Spent our living days well
I can't believe that we would
Lie in our graves
Dreaming of things that we
Might have been.

I can't believe that we would
Lie in our graves
Wondering if we had
Spent our living days well
I can't believe that we would
Lie in our graves
Dreaming of things that we
Might have been.

Would you not like to be
I can't believe that you
Would not like to be
Would you not like to be
Ok...


[link] dave matthews, tim reynolds - lie in our graves



(a great morning coffee from the summer. I had the place to myself for a while and sat and sipped. this is Crystal Lake... it's just one of those places where words fail, located south of Ouray Colorado.)
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And I want to walk with you on a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high...



www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRHTXF… nora jones


this past summer at Last Dollar Ranch as clouds begin to wrap Mt Sneffels... near Ridgeway, Colorado.
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