Sometimes being lost is rich, a profusion, and sometimes one does not have a sense of direction. Another one for the bulging "Just Saying" file (nothing to do with that island, you!).
Considering:
Flora on The Rain in My Purse
Fauna on Outcries and Asides Revisited
Flora- or Fauna? on Smoothable via L'astronave
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We saw a few episodes of Lost and could not find out what it is all about. Then we gave up and haven't watched it any more. Am I too stupid?
But clearly she is posing that lovely smile for another photographer. She is unaware that from another point of view her eyes are covered by the profusion. Oh, ignorance: what a bliss!
It all comes down to the question of the point of view.
You can't be really lost if you have any sense of direction.
I wish I had more wisdom with me now to make this comment a less hermetic one. And I am making a huge effort to avoid mentioning Hawaii here ;-)
Oh, and I simply loved the two links you provided! I will do some more digging in their blogs. Really captivating!
Eva- One thing you are not. Honestly, there may be slight tinge of masochism in being a Lost Fan – getting expertly played with every week until one doesn't know up from down - as if hanging in one of those nets from an island tree.
Cláudia – I love your mystic hemeticism.
Très jolie photo.
The words: Quite agree. The best things in life always came when I was lost. Lost is my best direction.
The picture:
Classical, elegant graphics (you're good at graphics, aren't you?) The image says 'cheerleader' for some reason.
She seems unaware of the glory of the fauna surrounding her.
My favorite way to discover a strange city is to get utterly lost, then find my way back. Spend months doing it when I moved to NYC.
Colour, you do colour? Oh, I likesa bit o colour.
And lost? Yes, we are all of us broken pots looking for somewhere, someone, something, to mend us, put us up on a shelf and tell us we're okay.
On there being no mysterious island in this post: boo.
On that poor lady being blinded by a plant: Being lost is nice, for a day, then I like my plans back.
Wonderful links! I got really lost the other day while driving in unfamiliar mountains. I panicked a bit - and then realized that there was plenty of daylight and gas in the truck ... then I felt like I was no longer lost, but exploring.
Ah, it's so much fun to listen to you folks...
I like this post - says a lot and leaves a lot to be pondered....
Shayna's got it! We're all explorers, aren't we? And explorers are, by definition, lost. Lost is definitely the right thing to be. So that was decided upon (has anybody in America ever heard of Albert and the Lion?)
Can I be hermetically sealed too, please?
Ah, half of a Hogarth Curve, my Nirvana of Western flower arranging.
I just found your blog- looks like fun! I'll be back.
Oooh I love this one - the tones and the gorgeous textures! Brilliant.
This is really super lovely!!
What fantastic foliage!
What a plant! In the happy scene behind, it only can be carnivorous...
This is a great mix.
Fantastic!!!!!!!!!!!!
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