The same season, the same month, the same small, Northern country.
Taking the time to acknowledge this variation in tone, light, scent, weather, impression.
If we are the one then we are/can be also equally the other, or our own hybridities.
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Schietree · Notes + Plans of a Writer in Edinburgh
Thank you and yes.
Dualities: always and everywhere.
Agreed
“Our own hybridities.”
I’m stealing that.
Think you may have already – you are a writer after all. All of us hybrids, I think.
My son lives in Portland, Oregon, on the rainy Pacific coast of our large country. I’ve visited a couple of times, and they assure me that the sun really does shine there. I’ve never seen it.
I’m glad to see that the sun shines in Scotland too. I love the stark beauty you show in your photos of your land, but I would need a bit more sun to thrive there myself.
It’s funny, because for me, too much sun is the problem. I like it in winter, but in summer it makes me wilt.