..2nd weekend of October 2010 New York..
The sun surrenders to gray and the leaves fall. My season ended last night now I have nothing to do.
My friend will disappear for six months leaving me empty until the trees turn green again.
I sit and listen every night at 7PM for relief from reality. Now I stare at the cold choppy dark blue sea until the sun dominates the sky in the spring.
Waiting 150 days for my friend to return and occupy my mind seems like walking a long distance in the sand.
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Tags: New York
love this strong closeup, spacial treatment
Time to put on one of the old Enya CDs, Paule, if you have one. Whenever my heart is in grief or longing, her minor-key sounds sooth my soul. I wish you the best kind of waiting. Do you have Skype? It was my salvation for a year. Astrid and I wouldn’t be married today if it hadn’t been for it!
Fabulous image, really like your magical use of light and tones.