
Not for stilts
but as a cane
bamboo serves me now,
I who call to mind
the games of childhood ~Saigyo (BW, Poems of a Mountain Home)

Seventy-one!
How did
a dewdrop last? ~Kigen (YH, Japanese Death Poems)

How few our years of golden youth! How certain our gray years of age! ~Emperor Wu-ti
(The Jade Flute, Various; The Project Gutenberg Ebook)

Wind Kisses invites photographers to share images reflective of their relationship with over the hill.
Wonderful images. Varied and perfect for the quotes.
Thank you Judy!
Stunning images, Brenda. The poetry draws us to the photos and brings them to life. My favorite is of the fence rolling over the dune. It takes us over, and directs us to what is ahead. Your post is well thought out. And certainly meditative as I would expect….
Thank you … just one of those traveling moments when one exits the freeway and there it is…
What a brilliantly thought out post, Brenda. Great set of images, nicely complementary to the snatches of poetry
Thanks Sue!
You are most welcome
every one a winner Brenda (enhanced by the quotes) but surely #3 deserves to be framed for the wall
Thanks Laura…Wyoming does offer amazing landscapes
Really beautiful Brenda, both the images and especially the quotes this week.
Thanks Tina!
Beautiful images, as usual.
Thanks Amy!
Simply wonderful.
Thank you, Sofia
You’re welcome.