dancing baby blue eyes

I miss the days when I used to be able to photograph the crows on the tree outside my window.


It's a free ferry ride across a narrow part of Kootenay Lake, awesome boat pushes lots of water!


Is your stairway to heaven made of chains.


selected swirls abstract
in motion water
colour painting


caught like a tourist trapped
in reflection of scenic wonders
cameras clicking everywhere


between yellow clouds
purple stars mimic
green tree growth


dancing baby
blue eyes
come to life


a period at the end
of vertical sentences
lines of texture


to fill the shoes found empty in an alley requires some semblance of interjecting a sense of spirit non-religious in terms of manifesting but mythic and archetypal in terms of realization as symbols make metaphors out of simply empty shoes