"as long as a dream remains just a dream, one doesn't properly gauge what it requires of us." - seasons of the moon, julien aranda, translated by roland glasser
i went down to bring my one-month worth of recycling and organic stuff and i had my purse with me so i thought why not walk around the building's perimeter and see what i can photograph. well, there really was nothing much but the sun was setting down and illuminated the low leaves of the maples lining the road, and as i pressed the shutter, this young man walked into the frame. so why not?
i meant to have this for the album cover challenge but i'm not feeling overly creative tonight and i am poofed, battling a very painful ear ache, so it will be for another day or so.
I could sort of dream that this was taken in Italy and the gardener is pushing his wheelbarrow somewhere .. You are in the shadow of the vines, drinking the sweet wines of the area while waiting for 'the gardener of your dreams'!