I was remembering a time when I woke early in the wilds of New Zealand, within sight of Mount Cook, climbed out of my sleeping bag, made coffee and walked until there was a fencepost to lean back on and view of the sunrise.
I love the raw power of New Zealand's Nature.
It's something like drinking the very best wine, an experience that overwhelms the senses, making you feel in ways that can't be described only felt.
Rome is like that in another way.
The city overwhelms me to the point where there is a feeling of pure joy as I do something as simple as wander the sun-filled streets at dawn with my camera.
I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Holy cats, wouldja look at that light?
ReplyDeleteYou made me go looking, I couldn't remember :) Thanks Pam!
ReplyDeleteRome has this perfect light thing going on ... I already want to go back, immediately!