the river solitude
stoney totems
hot feet in glacial water
Rio Grande
surface of glass
cool stones shimmer
I spent last week in Taos at a wonderful drawing class – more on that later when I have more time to digest everything. We spent one enchanted early morning on the banks of the Rio Grande. Traversing the icy cold inlets – taking in the grand and close up views. Meandering, looking, drawing, writing haiku. A perfect summer morning. All too soon two vans pulled up and out lept kids and dogs and grandparents all looking for a cool escape from the desert heat. But for a while, the river solitude was all ours.
Fran,
I can’t wait to hear more about this class, I would love to do more drawing and what better place than along the river in Taos.
will see you next Friday!
x..x
Your blog is my experience too! Thanks for making the past present my talented friend. Xox.
thanks for this dip in quiet beauty.
come haiku with us on fridays!
haiku my heart.
(you manage to touch mine everyday)
ahhhh.
wonderful couple of hours.
As Wild said, “I got to be 7 again!”
wow! thanks Fran for sharing. What a lovely, lovely body of work. You inspire!