The Weight of a Thread
We are bound by things we cannot see. A promise is a heavy thing, yet it weighs nothing at all. It is a knot tied in the air, a tether between two lives that pulls tightest when the distance grows. We spend our years gathering these invisible…
The Surface of Memory
We look at the water and expect to see ourselves. We expect a mirror, a clear boundary between the world we walk upon and the world that waits beneath. But the surface is rarely still. It is a membrane of shifting intentions, catching the light…
Autumn Walk in the Park by Ron ter Burg
This picture is taken at a rainy early morning at the National Park Dwingelderveld in the Netherlands. This park is situated in the north east of the Netherlands and is know for its beautiful forest and heathlands. Every day a lot of people…