Saturday, March 21, 2015

Thus in silence in dreams’ projections

On February 28th I walked along river Lakistonjoki in Luukki. It was a warm day, but there was still quite a lot of snow left. The river was full because of melting snow.

Yesterday morning, while still half-asleep, I got thinking about Sipoonkorpi National Park, which I haven't visited for quite some time. Maybe my subconscious was trying to tell something?

(Posting title is from the poem The Wound-Dresser by Walt Whitman.)

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