Tags
Black and White, Dawn, Dew, Florida, Morning, Photography, Poetry, Web
Still hear the crickets,
Dawn pooled in the meniscus.
Reticence longing.
Dangling from a noose of silk-
Strangled grasshopper.
In The Meniscus
01 Wednesday Aug 2012
Posted in Photography, Poetry
A Day in the Brine 
I love that first picture. I have an earthy kind of look in my office. My office is painted green and I love the leaves and the dew. I think it is very relaxing and has definitely turned into my space when I need some alone time or down time. I have cream linen curtains against a dark green wall and I feel like I am in a beach bungalow 🙂
Ah…in such a room, I can imagine I could just taste the tang of brine. Sounds fabulous. Yes, I am very into dew/rain photography. Not common here. Have to be out early, be fast before the dew is gone. And the rain is scarce too so I am stampeding out the door any time a drop begins to spill. XD It’s such a divine obsession.