"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

05 December 2018

Return.

Chatham, Sunset on a Winter Evening, 1990


Walking at twilight owns the same eeriness of dawn.  The world belongs again to its former prime tenants. the creatures, and within the dimming light and crisp shadows, you return to your own creature life that is so easily and ordinarily discarded.  I have always loved best this time just before dark when the antennae stretch far and caressingly from the body.

Jim Harrison

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