"Come on up to the house / The world is not my home / I'm just a passin thru / Come on up to the house" (Tom Waits)
So we're just als passengers. Sometimes we pass some doors open. Sometimes we stand in front of closed doors. Always just a passing through. But there's this one moment when all we can do is stand still. Hit by a frame that includes all that life can offer: The browns of the earth, the blues of the sky & the reds of love. No matter how old, slightly washed out the colours may be they are still there & they always goe straight to the heart.
And that's what this great image of yours does to me, Francis!
a nice combination of colors & textures.. nice capture..
RépondreSupprimervery cool framing
RépondreSupprimer"Come on up to the house / The world is not my home / I'm just a passin thru / Come on up to the house" (Tom Waits)
RépondreSupprimerSo we're just als passengers. Sometimes we pass some doors open. Sometimes we stand in front of closed doors. Always just a passing through. But there's this one moment when all we can do is stand still. Hit by a frame that includes all that life can offer: The browns of the earth, the blues of the sky & the reds of love. No matter how old, slightly washed out the colours may be they are still there & they always goe straight to the heart.
And that's what this great image of yours does to me, Francis!
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.