"They who dream by day are cognizant of many things
which escape those who dream only by night."
-- Edgar Allan Poe, from "Eleonora"
My window, my interior clouds, my daydream. The camera had fun capturing this one, the image peeking out from reflections. This carried me floating through the mysterious atmosphere to another quote, from an old song I kept listening to on my vacation drive. These lines leaped out to me, and I had to hear them again and again:
"Somebody could walk into this room
And say your life is on fire ...."
-- Paul Simon, from "Crazy Love"
Such a fire theme in my life these days. Pondering ... if your life is on fire, what do you save? And what do you leave to the flames as you turn your back?