Friday, June 03, 2011

light






i am not my house.
my car.
my job.
my kitchen.

i breathe in golden evening light.
and a calm comes over me.

the very air itself shimmers golden.
liquid gold.

and realize that light is all there really is.

14 comments:

Bonnie said...

How true. Light is everything ... and so beautifully captured in your photographs.

Indiri said...

So lovely! What a perfect day for capturing the light.

Sherry Smyth said...

Beautiful shots of light!

heidikins said...

These are beautiful, and I love the poem.

xox

Bill said...

Prairie reminiscent. Nicely done.

Elise Ann Wormuth said...

Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous. I love the colors and the softness.

heckle said...

Thoughtful and well done ... it's obvious you rejoiced in the golden light. Kudos.

MissBuckle said...

I love these shots :-) Especially the buttercups.

Loredana said...

Love the poem! And the pictures are beautiful. Your words reign so true...thank you.

Tracy Golightly-Garcia said...

Hello Julie

Love your pictures and the yellow color. The poem makes me think--thanks for sharing!

Best
Tracy :)

sonia a. mascaro said...

Gorgeous flowers, gorgeous light!

Karen said...

oh, these are just beautiful.

Shokoofeh said...

wonderful, Julie. Wonderful!

Suecae Sounds said...

You really caught the light here. Tremendous images.