Weekly Photo Challenge: On The Move
Like the pigeons, we looked – we were – homeless. Ever on the move, wherever a whim might take us. Sometimes we circled back upon ourselves, other times we chased down sudden directions.
Like the pigeons, we looked – we were – homeless. Ever on the move, wherever a whim might take us. Sometimes we circled back upon ourselves, other times we chased down sudden directions.
Five…six…seven… the flat stone skips from circle to circle, dancing across an otherwise untouched surface. Rings spin outward like ladies’ dresses, swirling, then subsiding into silence…
The tuk tuk bumps down isolated country roads, where children pop up, like fresh produce, from small farms. A chorus of “Hello! Hello!” matches the slap of their bare feet racing after us…
Unbeknownst to two European bathers, an unexpected terror stalks the white sands of Cottesloe Beach. Great White sharks are not the only man-eating menace along this Western Australian coastline. Here, […]
“He who has seen one cathedral ten times has seen something; he who has seen ten cathedrals once has seen but little; and he who has spent half an hour […]
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