There’s something about the structured mental work of teaching that allows for a quiet daily river of creativity, but it is only after I’ve been “on vacation” for a couple weeks that I begin to feel
the wild bird of imagination beginning to flap its wings a little harder, seeking lift off.
At a certain point, I feel myself heading for the full flow of that river of air, and everything I do or see or write becomes an opportunity to create. Some soul wind comes up under my wings, and I feel like I’m going to get somewhere this time.
Chance favors the prepared photographer, and this was a very magical journey to another world.
Hence, this little two mile walk out around the ponds and back turned out to be at exactly the hour of the setting sun, which has moved its scheduled setting back a little since Solstice to coincide with my daily journey out over the Willamette River and back.
Chance favors the prepared photographer, and this was a very magical journey to another world of fire and water.
Have you explored the Other World in your neighborhood? Who lives there? What are its secrets? Tell me if you know!
And oh. School starts again on Monday.
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Music is Tchaikovsky’s Violin Concerto (he only wrote one) played by Joshua Bell.