Monday, August 02, 2010
Moutmarka, Monday morning
I realize that other people's photographs of landscape can be intrinsically boring because you're not tied up emotionally with the place. So please feel free to skip this post if that's the case. I'm gone, and completely unable to view these pictures objectively. Moutmarka inspires great emotion in me. I walk there and ooh and aah and embarrass my children. I stay too long, want to take too many pictures, want to count the flowers, write a sonnet. It's on the other side of this island and it's deserted. In the morning, after days of rain, it can quite literally take your breath away.