Daydreams

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daydreams
caught in stillness
a cloudless sky

 

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Photo: Luxembourg, c.b.w. 2019

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2019

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London

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gray clouds
puddles and cold feet
london streets

 

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Photo: Tower Clock, London, c.b.w. 2011

I am simply missing London. This particular shot is not one I’ve previously shared. I snapped it while walking on the South Embankment with my husband. We spent about 15 minutes under a bridge, waiting for it to stop raining! This stretch of the embankment has the best views and it’s one of our favorite places of London. A cold, gray day is just quintessential London and I wouldn’t have it any other way!

Words: c.b.w. 2019

Smoke

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silent bells
ravens take flight
the smoke billows

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Photos: Notre Dame, Paris, c.b.w. 2003

These are the only photos I have of my visit to Notre Dame. That day, my camera broke and all I had was a disposable 35mm camera I bought at a little shop down the street, (this was before we all had phones w/ cameras!). While these aren’t the best photographs I’ve ever taken, I’m glad I have them. What I remember most of about this place is sheer sense of awe and overwhelming beauty that surrounded me when I walked through the doors. Between ceilings that reach for the sky, stunning stained-glass windows, and the thousands of stories echoing from the walls, it’s a place that is part of all of us. Regardless of your beliefs, Notre Dame is a reflection of human creativity, fortitude, strength, determination, and longevity. It’s a monument to the beauty humanity is capable of creating. The fire may have destroyed parts of the structure, but the spirit lives on.

Words: c.b.w. 2019

Crowd

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spires pierce
a deep blue sky
lost in the crowd

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Photo: Duomo di Milano, Milan, Italy, c.b.w. 2018

This is the last picture I took in Milan. The trip itself was amazing in terms of the architecture, culture, and scenery, but also because it was a return to something I love: travel. After a few years of being unable to travel overseas, it felt amazing to jump back into the fray and be somewhere so fundamentally different from home. On this last evening, my husband and I wandered around the Duomo as we had several nights before, but there was something different in the air. Rather than the sense of something exciting and strange, a feeling of familiarity and settling in took over. That’s the thing about travel – places that are foreign and unnerving at first quickly begin to feel like home. It’s in these moments that you realize we are more the same than different.

Words: c.b.w. 2019