My eye caught the beautiful symmetry and reflections in these light-shades in my daughter-in-law’s Kitchen. Couldn’t help shooting it.
The dappled light in the woods never fails to move me.
Isn’t it strange how at times when you try to put thoughts into words, you have the immediate feeling of the thoughts being cramped and inadequately expressed.
Words are powerful, yet, can be so constraining. There’s always the inevitable complaint, “It just didn’t come out the way I wanted it to.” Perhaps that’s why we experience more being said in the art of silence than in that of speech.
There is a language beyond words, we’re simply not proficient enough to hear and understand it.