don’t know why but this place always cracks me up !
i’ll go mine.
if we’re lucky we’ll both get lost and meet somewhere in between.
just waiting for someone to fall in…
in my very unhumble opinion.
another trout season, the shift from winter to spring, from dark to light, one flow flowing, opening into another.
my take on Lynch’s film is that it’s a nightmare of a nightmare but whether that’s true or not is irrelevant in regards to today’s watery image.
there is however a connection in that nightmare within a nightmare or dream within a dream concept but then, maybe that’s just me.