SLOW MUSIC by Tomas Tranströmer
The building is closed. The sun crowds in through the windowpanes
and warms up the surfaces of desks
that are strong enough to take the load of human fate.
We are outside today, on the long wide slope.
Many have dark clothes, You can stand in the sun with your eyes shut
and feel yourself blown slowly forward.
I come too seldom down to the water. But I am here now,
among large stones with peaceful backs.
Stones which slowly migrated backwards up out of the waves.
(on Virginia Woolf’s birthday)
Chris Bronsk 
No problem, I am looking forward to seeing more of your work.
Indeed it is. Thanks for taking the time to check out my photos. Happy for the feedback.
Isn’t it amazing all the different spots we can find photographs at?
Thank you! The third one was from a train window and I like the gentle blur.
Awesome photographs
Thanks so much, Emily.
Your posts are always a treat for the eyes and the soul.
happy birthday Virginia Woolf.