Waiting For Tomorrow
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As subtle as tomorrow
That never came,
A warrant, a conviction,
Yet but a name.
Emily Dickinson
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These are breathtaking … I especially like the last one with the silhouette of the tree.
January 18, 2011 at 1:17 am
A beautiful evening stroll. What is the man selling?
January 18, 2011 at 1:34 pm
Nuts: small roasted ground-nuts, that are very popular here.
January 18, 2011 at 1:38 pm