Tripod
No photographer; just an ordinary eye, tending to get overwhelmed...
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
Saturday, October 07, 2006
My roots deep in the ground, my stem stretches over land and water, to rest under a sun in a sky three thousand miles away. And I flourish, and my leaves grow green, and I ask myself...Where is home? The soil that nourishes my root, or the sky that hosts my leaves?
And I know the answer already... Home is where I can stand tall and be myself...