Pictures From Paradise

Sometimes in trying to get a picture

I can see in my mind . . . the picture

just escapes in the taking.

For a week I’ve been trying to shoot

the setting sun, red, redolent hanging

by an unseen wire in the upper right

corner over acres of green rice-field

evenness.  But if I get too close the

lawn-like serenity steals the shot

and I am disappointed. 

And if I stand back and shoot through

the tall dotted “i” palms and lower

dull-green trees, the shot looks like

a postcard from a tropical isle where

I know beyond any doubt I have

never been.

FG       3/12/2017

Not feeling well.  Hopefully I will get up to Nakhonsawan to see a doctor Wednesday.  I feel very isolated here.  This usually doesn’t bother me, but when I’m not feeling well, it does.