I knew all the rules, but the rules did not know me

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more...

Summer on the Westhill

Fotografias achadas no meio da confusão desta casa.

I lean back and let my eyes just go floating now where they want to float.
They seem to take to the horizon.
Now I know there is a world beyond the small place I was coming from.

I feel at home here in the middle of nowhere.