Your favourite shepherdess in wolf's clothing.
Posts tagged: clouds
Rainbow’s end. Rainbows end.
My photography homework this week is to take twenty self portraits (literal or otherwise) with my proper camera (twenty! printed!), so before I start bombarding you with my face and various other bits and parts of me, here, have a portrait of a cloud taken with an iPhone to steady your nerves.
(It’s beautifuler on Flickr)
The otherworldly clouds, like some premonition of battle, some brewing rebellion. The serene moon. Me lying on the ground feeling otherworldly and rebellious and serene too. Defying the cold that creeps through the fabric of my jeans and chills my thighs and my belly, wriggling against it, determined to feel still and warm and heavy against the earth that hangs beneath me. I don’t know how long I lay there with my beat-up old 35mm camera, feeling in love with the sky and the islands within it. Eventually I surrendered to the damp and retreated inside, spent the rest of the evening feeling as though I was glowing, swaddled in the warmth of blankets and sleepy conversation, the glow of the TV, spiced wine, plotting tomorrow’s campaign against the cold weather.
Odd thing, isn’t it, happiness?
