“The question of how shall we live is a never-answered question. It’s a constant argument.”
A quotation that keeps repeating in my head. This constant argument.
Some photographs for you this morning - yesterday's walk with Ace, in the fog. (Which isn't something we get very often here).
I went out to capture the fog and to see how it would change the landscape that I see every day, to see how it would bring it alive for me. Because we become dull to the every day, in spite of our best attempts otherwise. The surprising thing was that there were all these spiderwebs - at least one between each fence post on the wire. Had they been there all along, or was I seeing them because of the particular light and atmosphere of a foggy day? Was it the light dew that made them visible?
So. A ridiculous number of photos, then. A slow walk along the fence by the utility corridor:
“The means to gain happiness is to throw out from oneself like a spider in all directions an adhesive web of love, and to catch in it all that comes.”