Thursday, December 8, 2011

Fringes.

This season of limited daylight seems to encourage us to spend more time at the edges of that daylight. Could it be that we prefer to linger in the quality of its rich warmth? Or is the answer more pragmatic: That other circumstances (commuting?) in our lives align it so?

While considering that conundrum it occurred to me that of late I've spent increasing amounts of time lingering near more literal fringes--those of the earth where it meets waterways, precipices, ancient civilizations.

Which caused me to wonder: Am I lingering there consciously, pragmatically, or obliviously?
























Honestly? Dunno. Twasn't til I saw this photo set arranged just so that any of these thoughts entered my melon. Need more time to thinker on it.

Good weekend,

MC