Saturday, October 20, 2012

Light Tricks


Sometimes I feel like a kid.
Especially in autumn
when the light
loves to play
 tricks.
It sets in motion
a game of sorts with my 
mind's eye, which leads me to 
imaginative, fictional childhood places.




21 comments:

  1. You are young at heart, Jim, which keeps you happy. Always a good way to live your life!

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    1. You are correct Martha....staying happy whenever possible could keep us young at heart.

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  2. I like how your words form an hourglass -- the hourglass of time?

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    1. It wasn't intentional Debra, but if you say so, OK!

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  3. I'd like to hear about those places Jim!

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    1. Well Kim, one would be that I would imagine being a stowaway on one of the freighter/container ships and heading out of the harbour in this photo to far away places.

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  4. Light playing tricks. Good one! Thought perhaps it was my mind...

    Cool shot, Jim!

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    1. No it's not your mind Sharon.....this time!! lol
      Thanks , I have always loved looking out the mouth of Halifax Harbour.

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  5. That's an interesting and beautiful photo.

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    1. Thanks Inger.....I tweaked it a bit to make it more mystical.

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  6. As Kim said, I'd love to hear about your fictional places. That's way cool.

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    1. They really aren't that fantastic but I guess they were places I would go to when I wanted to 'escape' when I was a kid. I don't do it any longer, just so you know! lol

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  7. Lovely. Like a glimpse into another dimension.

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    1. Yes it is Victor. Good to 'go there' on occasion.

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  9. Remarkable!! So moody...
    :)~
    HUGZ

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