They ran back into the valley bottom towards smoke and light after being hidden on the mountain side. The stars went from many to few. It got hotter. They smelled the warm lake. He started to sweat. She felt the heat. Both windows were open. There wasn’t much to do that they hadn’t already done. She lit a joint. He drank the wine. They rolled. Flowing forward regardless.
Adrian Lewis
Very much enjoy the written word here, and the image too. 🙂
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underswansea
Thank you. I always enjoy your photographs. Glad you stopped by.
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Jim R
yup…well said
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underswansea
Thanks Jim. The smoke has really rolled in.
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Jim R
Sorry to hear that. Good that you can get short term relief up in the mountains.
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Carol A. Hand
Powerful image, Bob, and lovely down-to-earth poetic reflection.
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underswansea
Thanks Carol. Take care.
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Julie@frogpondfarm
What a powerful image Bob! Shame that the beauty of it is caused by fire ..
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underswansea
Thanks Julie! The smoke has cleared a little in the past couple days.
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