Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Foggy at the Bay

San Francisco Bay, Aug 2013

And when it grew so black
That I could know no place,
I lost all judgment then,
Of distance and of space....W H Davies

Monday, August 12, 2013

They drift on still water; Mysterious, beautiful!

....they drift on the still water
Mysterious, beautiful; 
Among what rushes will they build, 
By what lake’s edge or pool 
Delight men’s eyes....
                   - W. B Yeats ( Wild Swans at Coole)