Dreamt last night you were high above a primeval forest, reclining on the shoulder of a giant, ape-like creature covered in white hair and unmoving save the slightest sparkle in its eye, and it's hair moving in the breeze.
It was perhaps Spring, but with a late, wet snow crested upon fallen logs and tree branches, like thick butter icing on cakes, and the delicate, radiant green of new buds peeking through, mixed in with shadowy branches and light reflected from translucent pools dotting the landscape behind.
A light mist hovered near the peaty ground, and I am now reminded of a photo I once took outside Dekalb, IL.
What this has to do with the price of tea in China I have no idea.
You decide.
It was perhaps Spring, but with a late, wet snow crested upon fallen logs and tree branches, like thick butter icing on cakes, and the delicate, radiant green of new buds peeking through, mixed in with shadowy branches and light reflected from translucent pools dotting the landscape behind.
A light mist hovered near the peaty ground, and I am now reminded of a photo I once took outside Dekalb, IL.
What this has to do with the price of tea in China I have no idea.
You decide.
It would be easier to decide if we (the viewing masses)
ReplyDeletecould like see which picture yer like talking about.
(I do have one in mind.)
Daddy-Daddy
Click on 2010, December - 3rd photo down
DeleteThat's the one I had in mind.
ReplyDeleteThe correlation between the above and the price of tea in China remains elusive.
Daddy-Daddy