On the Nile - crossing the river - between Qina and Luxor
Distilled against the light, and with the boy seemingly pointing out some directions, this daily routine takes on the air of a very special adventure. The special adventure, of course, is wholly within the eye of the observer. And, in the collective memory, that is what matters.
It is the in-between world of neither being nor having arrived at a place. To me, no music sings a sweeter song than this sight ...
On the Nile - crossing the river - between Qina and Luxor
Distilled against the light, and with the boy seemingly pointing out some directions, this daily routine takes on the air of a very special adventure. The special adventure, of course, is wholly within the eye of the observer. And, in the collective memory, that is what matters.
It is the in-between world of neither being nor having arrived at a place. To me, no music sings a sweeter song than this sight ...