Sunday Morning

I love the natural world and I never ceased to see it. The beauty of trees and fields, of hills and streams, of the changing colours, of the small creatures so busy and occupied. My long hours walking or sitting in the field with my back against the wall, watching the clouds and the weather, allowed me some steadiness. It was because I knew all this would be there when I was not that I thought I could go. The world was beautiful. I was a speck in it.

Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? (Grove Press, March 6, 2012)


DK @ Daybreak. 6:00 to 7:05 am. September 19, 2021. 68° F & Breezy. Nantucket, MA.

24 thoughts on “Sunday Morning

  1. I think it was Friday night when I thought, “Wait a minute, wait a minute.. someone’s missing.. omG! DK! He better be alright!” 🙂 It was even bettah — you were Nantucket-alright! 😉 (Lovely photos. Gonna check out the book link tomorrow.)

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