(Mozart claims he does not know who chewed those leaves)
variation on a theme
To Be A Cloud
I’d like to be a cloud
Formless – unexpected
I’d like to drink the clouds
Sudden and clear
I’d like to feel like clouds
Pure weightless and needed
Come and go and disappear
I’d like to breathe like clouds
Way up there above
Beneath and in-between
I’d like to be
Just be
~ Garen Zakarian
source: Orion Magazine
hello October
“After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth…The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her…In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.”
~ Elizabeth George Speare
a few scenes in and around Barre, Massachusetts
and Carter and Stevens Farm
