21 July 2011

liquid heat

1. 196/365: The sun sets on the Big Apple, 2. Oman, 3. Wildflowers, 4. Vaðlareitur in Eyjafjörður

The sun is burning so heavy, it feels like liquid heat sticking to everything. A simple walk from a building to the car feels like a burden, a weight so difficult to carry that it borders on madness.

One wonders when the break will come, when the great relief will finally reach us.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"...a weight...border(ing) on madness."
Your artistry with words is equally yoked with your artistry with image(s). I am (as always) greatful that you share them with the world.