CAPTURING THE BEAUTIFUL, THE MUNDANE, AND THE EXTRAORDINARY
IN THE CITY OF SUBDUED EXCITEMENT
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
The White Chair Waits
Lake Whatcom. The white chair waits for summer... Wistful for wet swimsuits sandy feet cold beer. Winter lasts long enough to wonder: Was it all a dream?
We have a good friend who lives in Bellingham so are happy to have your pictures to go with our thoughts of her. I like your photos and am especially aware that many of them contain water, falling out of the sky, off a mountain, clinging to a rose, pooling in the ocean...hmmmmm, wonder why?
That same white chair has waited for summer for the last 6 winters that we have lived at the lake.
ReplyDeletePatient, brave white chair. We could all learn a lesson from it. Good post, lv.
ReplyDeleteWhat a poetic blog you have! And great photos. I dream to join this chair in waiting for the summer...
ReplyDeleteWe have a good friend who lives in Bellingham so are happy to have your pictures to go with our thoughts of her. I like your photos and am especially aware that many of them contain water, falling out of the sky, off a mountain, clinging to a rose, pooling in the ocean...hmmmmm, wonder why?
ReplyDeletegreat post! my sis lives on Lake W. -- what a gorgeous spot! The photo and the poem and spectacular. Happy Thanksgiving!
ReplyDeleteWonderfully creative. The chair waits for warmer weather as do I, winter I just mark time.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely shot!
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