Occasional ruminations concerning painted pages, hand bound books, the use of photos in journaling and the contemplation of various other pursuits.

Friday, May 25, 2012


Rain and snow pelt the windows obscuring the view

Some days one just cannot see clearly.  How we figure out which days those are befuddles me.

How will we ever know that what we see may not be reality? 
Shall we just assume we can never judge rightly? 
        Makes sense to me!

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