— unpredictable thoughts

Time passes slowly up here in the moun­tains,
We sit beside bridges and walk beside foun­tains,
Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream,
Time passes slowly when you’re lost in a dream.

- Bob Dylan

Back from some time away from arti­fi­cially man­aged time. When the sun goes down you go to sleep. When the sun comes up you wake up. This photo was taken at dawn. The color of the light is nat­ural. This is the rose glow on the deck. The birds haven’t even begun to sing.

Hold­ing on to this moment still.