Thanks, Joe for the kind words; speaking of Zeitgeist, I'd just posted "Hammock" and straightaway went to your blog where I saw that the spirit moves in mysterious ways indeed.
The wind that blows where it listeth has brought us this beauty.
(Would that Kevin were transported there on an astral zephyr with his camera so that we might prolong the pleasure by dithering with this one a bit further, in a gently lit nocturne shot, Vassilis on hammock in centre, mysterious shadows of fauns & c. round the penumbral edges of the frame...)
Stark and lovely, Vassilis. I just put up a post with a hammock and some wind in it. Zeitgeist?
ReplyDeleteThanks, Joe for the kind words; speaking of Zeitgeist, I'd just posted "Hammock" and straightaway went to your blog where I saw that the spirit moves in mysterious ways indeed.
ReplyDeleteNight wind through the pines - very evocative.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kevin—
ReplyDeleteGood to see you
Like to swing too.
The wind that blows where it listeth has brought us this beauty.
ReplyDelete(Would that Kevin were transported there on an astral zephyr with his camera so that we might prolong the pleasure by dithering with this one a bit further, in a gently lit nocturne shot, Vassilis on hammock in centre, mysterious shadows of fauns & c. round the penumbral edges of the frame...)