Rena is the Sleeping Maiden, that always awakes, when I am awake. All that came between us in the last three years, is the last gasp, the final attempt of the world, to remain as it is. But, this world can no longer sustain what is Beautiful and Eternal. It has to be transformed. Rena and I can not meet face to face, for our beautiful bodies, are gone, but, not our beautiful and timeless souls – that spring eteranl. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3fHDt4xQFw
The sky during the summer is usually clear, so when I saw few high clouds drifting by in the weather satellite photo, I took the opportunity to go up to Mt. Tamalpais above the fog. So did a couple of other photographers on the hill to the right. They seemed so small compared to the grand scene before them, but they also became a perfect focal point for this scene. Even though they were far away, I could still hear them discussing where to stand and point the camera! I could also hear the waves crashing more than 2,000 feet below in the fog. You can see the two photographers in the 1280×1024 wallpaper file, and in the full sized tiff file, you can tell what they are wearing!
The Story of Rosamond
by Jon Presco
Copyright 2017
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