Tuesday, November 28, 2006

my november guest

My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walks the sodden pasture lane.
- Robert Frost, My November Guest

Um, yeah, I get a little abstract sometimes in my photography...and you guessed right I struggle with SAD.


  1. Hi Me, A friend of mine used to tell me that opening up to your sadness rather than fighting it, it can then heal like you like the warm water (like tears) of a warm bath. I've always loved that image...

    Blessed Advent : ) Wendy

  2. SAD is a difficult one to deal with. I can understand why people vacation down south for the entire winter, as they get older. Extra sunshine, always good.