On Words


“I fell in love – that is the only expression I could think of – at once and I am still at the mercy of words, though sometimes now, knowing a little of their behavior very well, I think I can influence them slightly and have learned to beat them now and then, which they appear to enjoy.”            – Dylan Thomas This quote made me … Continue reading On Words


    Each one unaware of its purpose, Their destiny so clear to us who observe them as they create the many mosaics, and masterpieces of crimson, Indian red and sienna   They individually drift away so free, and eloquently some even aloofly.   How lucky my eyes that I get to see them fall Another Autumn to recall.   Photos by Melba Chirstie (all … Continue reading