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| Sorraia stallion, Altamiro |
I have to admit my passion never leaves
fire is the master young grasses appear each spring.
--Ikkyū
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| Blue Winged Teal |
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| Crane and Crow |
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| Bachelors on the Range |
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| The captive ones |
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| Old mule, young grass |
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| Fire is the master |
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| One of many who return to the Ravenseyrie range each year |
4 comments:
As the beauty of Spring and the joy we feel on its return needs no further comment, thank you for sharing this reverie and the reverence behind it in its own particular incarnation in this time and place.
Thank you for your comment, “Opinionated”. Sometimes (frequently of late) I feel I’ve said all that one can say and the photos speak of life here much more eloquently than I. I’m glad you “get” this and I appreciate your well written thoughts on this.
Lynn, what a joy to meet you this October and experience your soul-touching poetry in art. A beautiful gallery with many hidden "gems". You touched my heart and acknowledged my soul with your gift of feather. Bless you from the hidden realms and my heart. ~ Jan ~
Jan,
It was my pleasure to share with you in that way.
Thank you for taking the time to leave a message in this journal.
Wishing you a joyous holiday season and a beautiful 2020.
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