The garden considered
February 4, 2013
It’s the view from the dream, when the colors grey into coming night and that river in the distance is the path your thoughts will take, meandering, carrying you around the bend unto a place no one can find on any map. You don’t know where the dreams come from. They come to you with such intensity, press their meanings firmly. The emotion’s current is strong, and yet I cannot remember any of it once morning comes. Do I know these places? How are these my thoughts when they come to me so strangely?
February 4, 2013 at 11:08 pm
Hi Aletha,
I’ve been out of commission for the past 6 weeks due to knee replacement surgery, but I can at least use the laptop. now. Your landscape is lovely and so are your musings on it. Landscapes elicit dreams for me also, just as dreams sometimes elicit landscapes. Have you checked out my website?
Frank W
February 5, 2013 at 7:05 pm
La lumière dans ce jardin est celle d’un rêve, trçs beau Aletha!
February 5, 2013 at 7:06 pm
J’ai tapé trop vite…très beau et non trçs !
February 6, 2013 at 4:53 pm
merci Ben!
February 6, 2013 at 4:56 pm
je comprends — a mon cas, mon ordinateur a besoin d’un psychiatre — le clavier est d’avoir une dépression nerveuse…
February 6, 2013 at 4:58 pm
Hello Frank! Congratulations upon your return to the internet, your recovery from knee surgery and the launch of your new website. I hope that you find much success regarding all three! Aletha
February 9, 2013 at 4:42 am
It is a mystery, that’s for sure
February 10, 2013 at 7:30 pm
You Aletta, are so lucky to have such a beautiful environment to live and create in it!
February 13, 2013 at 12:12 am
Egophen: I am! But the environment in this case was a photograph that I took at a nearby federal park in the spring. Happily, I should be able visit the site in person when it looks this way again — soon! As long as winter will cooperate by going away! Aletha
February 13, 2013 at 12:14 am
Gabe, I always love a good mystery. AK