i get really excited about the fact
that alllll that seedy orange pulp is
growing in secret darkness...
and i get to be the one to expose
it to the light for the very first time.
right now... the inside
of your pumpkin isnt even orange... its black.
just like your blood and your heart.
things only turn colors when light
is shed on them and they are seen.
really and truly seen.
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also.. i read once that the
act of observing amoebas will
cause their behavior to change.
isnt that weird?
i know you are thinking
"how do you know what they
are doing if you arent looking?"
i guess scientists are all smart
about figuring that stuff out i dont know.
:)
you have wonderful thoughts on color and light. Lovely white-ish pumpkins!
white pumpkins and black hearts.
delicious
;)
the whole "for something to exist it has to be observed" thing never made sense to me.
i would make a crap scientist.
I need to get some of those white pumpkins!
And I absolutely love your poem. They are so strikingly intense. Beautiful.
Natalie xx
(aka The Cottage in the Woods)
Ooooooh!!! Tantalizing!
XX
how interesting! thanks... my goodness I'm so excited to carve... but I have no idea what I'm doing yet!
oh well, that's all rather intriguing and bewitching. i like making things orange in that case, so i'll be slicing open a pumpkin with gay abandon tomorrow.
i adore your creative perspective on everything!
x
p.s. i just wanted to let you know that i have changed my blog from 'to the lake' to 'where the wild wolves dream'. i disappeared from many people's blogs because the link changed too
xx
cute AND interesting!! xx ♥
we have some baby white punkins.
ahahha :) that's my fact of the day! how interesting.
What color is the owl in the dark before it is seen? really and truly seen.....
you have such a beautiful blog; i adore the soft grey color scheme!
bisous, xx
How I love that thought.
Renee xoxo
words of wisdom indeed
i think the owl is sort of like the moon..
it all depends on the sun!
and thanks for letting me know juliette! ♥
i love your blog! xo
I just love the white pumpkins. Everything in my house is pretty much white, light and airy. Makes me so happy.
bunny hugs,
shell
fabulous pic, i just love this time of year!
Oh, such beautiful words, dear. My parents just brought home some pumpkins and I love the thought of them growing on some unknown farm and their journey to my doorstep!
x
Jess.
Oh, such beautiful words, dear. My parents just brought home some pumpkins and I love the thought of them growing on some unknown farm and their journey to my doorstep!
x
Jess.
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