Always the dew
@rhapsodyindew.bsky.social
Reportage from a habitual camera pointer and wanderer. Will occasionally add words; which like the photos are lacking in focus.
June 5, 2025 at 1:15 PM
Trust the wise old trees
Who bend with the breeze
As despots imbue hate
They design their own fate
When all is so wrong
They quietly grow strong
Who bend with the breeze
As despots imbue hate
They design their own fate
When all is so wrong
They quietly grow strong
June 4, 2025 at 8:24 PM
Trust the wise old trees
Who bend with the breeze
As despots imbue hate
They design their own fate
When all is so wrong
They quietly grow strong
Who bend with the breeze
As despots imbue hate
They design their own fate
When all is so wrong
They quietly grow strong
A moment to feel
Everything that's real
Hopes are capsizing
Fears you can't conceal
When dark is rising
But it's no big deal
They'll be a new sun
And a new life begun
Everything that's real
Hopes are capsizing
Fears you can't conceal
When dark is rising
But it's no big deal
They'll be a new sun
And a new life begun
June 3, 2025 at 9:41 PM
A moment to feel
Everything that's real
Hopes are capsizing
Fears you can't conceal
When dark is rising
But it's no big deal
They'll be a new sun
And a new life begun
Everything that's real
Hopes are capsizing
Fears you can't conceal
When dark is rising
But it's no big deal
They'll be a new sun
And a new life begun
A story as old as time
The simplicity of a life
We need
To thrive
The simplicity of a life
We need
To thrive
May 28, 2025 at 9:03 PM
A story as old as time
The simplicity of a life
We need
To thrive
The simplicity of a life
We need
To thrive
A myriad of layers
Where shadows
Of unchartered depths
Accentuate texture
Ineluctable desire
An untamed briar
Where shadows
Of unchartered depths
Accentuate texture
Ineluctable desire
An untamed briar
May 27, 2025 at 3:07 PM
A myriad of layers
Where shadows
Of unchartered depths
Accentuate texture
Ineluctable desire
An untamed briar
Where shadows
Of unchartered depths
Accentuate texture
Ineluctable desire
An untamed briar
Nothing ever lasts forever, but what if you need it to?
May 24, 2025 at 8:49 PM
Nothing ever lasts forever, but what if you need it to?
A moment of clarity
May 23, 2025 at 1:52 PM
A moment of clarity
Art consists of limitation. The most beautiful part of every picture is the frame.
G.K. Chesterton
G.K. Chesterton
May 22, 2025 at 9:46 PM
Art consists of limitation. The most beautiful part of every picture is the frame.
G.K. Chesterton
G.K. Chesterton
Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.
Gabriel García Márquez
Gabriel García Márquez
May 21, 2025 at 4:18 PM
Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.
Gabriel García Márquez
Gabriel García Márquez
Because the blues are what we bleed
May 17, 2025 at 1:05 AM
Because the blues are what we bleed
Silence is so accurate
Mark Rothko
Mark Rothko
May 14, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Silence is so accurate
Mark Rothko
Mark Rothko
I don't believe that happiness is possible, but I think tranquility is.
Gustave Flaubert
Gustave Flaubert
May 13, 2025 at 8:59 PM
I don't believe that happiness is possible, but I think tranquility is.
Gustave Flaubert
Gustave Flaubert
You give me fever
*reaches for antihistamines
*reaches for antihistamines
May 12, 2025 at 1:08 PM
You give me fever
*reaches for antihistamines
*reaches for antihistamines
I cannot see anything admirable in stupidity, injustice and sheer incompetence in high places, and there is too much of all three in the present administration.
M.M. Kaye,
The Far Pavilions
📷Today's evocative bike ride view.
M.M. Kaye,
The Far Pavilions
📷Today's evocative bike ride view.
May 10, 2025 at 5:07 PM
I cannot see anything admirable in stupidity, injustice and sheer incompetence in high places, and there is too much of all three in the present administration.
M.M. Kaye,
The Far Pavilions
📷Today's evocative bike ride view.
M.M. Kaye,
The Far Pavilions
📷Today's evocative bike ride view.
And so we dream
To find
A collage
What is real
And what is ethereal
Stills of moments
That cannot be remembered
That cannot be forgot
Schrödinger's life
All is possible
All is dream
To find
A collage
What is real
And what is ethereal
Stills of moments
That cannot be remembered
That cannot be forgot
Schrödinger's life
All is possible
All is dream
May 7, 2025 at 5:54 PM
And so we dream
To find
A collage
What is real
And what is ethereal
Stills of moments
That cannot be remembered
That cannot be forgot
Schrödinger's life
All is possible
All is dream
To find
A collage
What is real
And what is ethereal
Stills of moments
That cannot be remembered
That cannot be forgot
Schrödinger's life
All is possible
All is dream
The geometry of sunsets
May 6, 2025 at 9:09 PM
The geometry of sunsets
April 28, 2025 at 3:27 PM
I paint flowers so they will not die.
Frida Kahlo
Frida Kahlo
April 28, 2025 at 10:26 AM
I paint flowers so they will not die.
Frida Kahlo
Frida Kahlo
From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
...
Yet seem’d it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.
Extract from Shakespeare's sonnet 98.
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
...
Yet seem’d it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.
Extract from Shakespeare's sonnet 98.
April 21, 2025 at 10:49 AM
From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
...
Yet seem’d it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.
Extract from Shakespeare's sonnet 98.
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
...
Yet seem’d it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.
Extract from Shakespeare's sonnet 98.
Perhaps she too would see the sunset and pause for a moment, turning, remembering, before he faded with her sleep into the past. This night's dusk would cover up forever the sun and the trees and the flowers and laughter of his young world.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
F. Scott Fitzgerald
April 18, 2025 at 7:29 PM
Perhaps she too would see the sunset and pause for a moment, turning, remembering, before he faded with her sleep into the past. This night's dusk would cover up forever the sun and the trees and the flowers and laughter of his young world.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places.
Hemingway
A Farewell To Arms
A globe of fruit tree sap catching the evening sunshine.
Hemingway
A Farewell To Arms
A globe of fruit tree sap catching the evening sunshine.
April 16, 2025 at 4:57 PM
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places.
Hemingway
A Farewell To Arms
A globe of fruit tree sap catching the evening sunshine.
Hemingway
A Farewell To Arms
A globe of fruit tree sap catching the evening sunshine.
And garnets of apple blossom shimmered as the evening sky turned sapphire
April 16, 2025 at 4:20 PM
And garnets of apple blossom shimmered as the evening sky turned sapphire
Everything seems futile here except the sun, our kisses, and the wild scents of the earth.…
Camus
#flowerreport
Camus
#flowerreport
April 14, 2025 at 6:51 PM
Everything seems futile here except the sun, our kisses, and the wild scents of the earth.…
Camus
#flowerreport
Camus
#flowerreport
The more I wonder, the more I love.
Alice Walker,
The Color Purple
Alice Walker,
The Color Purple
April 13, 2025 at 10:01 AM
The more I wonder, the more I love.
Alice Walker,
The Color Purple
Alice Walker,
The Color Purple