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Monday, March 2, 2009

My past is buried in saffron-colored Southeast Asia.

Meet Kenneth.

Saffron-colored Asia.

He wrote that, so eloquently, and you can read the rest here.


christina March 2, 2009 at 8:49 AM  

I wanted to leave this note here for you too.

: )

How could I pass up a post with such beauty. I am willing to be late for what ever it was, I hurrying to get to. These words are beautiful. I got a thump in my heart as I read the hope, in this beautiful note.

TB, you did a magnificent job on these photos. I know it was easier to snap away, after reading Kenneth's letter.

Oh how our lens' gravitate toward, the heart of our subjects.

Relyn Lawson March 2, 2009 at 8:59 AM  

YES!! You do have the best ideas. This is a completely wonderful project. I can't wait to get it in book form.

Wayfaring Wanderer March 2, 2009 at 11:09 AM  

What eloquent writings.....a master of words.....I wanna be like Kenneth when I grow up!

Recently, I blogged about a family member who used to be 7,000 miles away from me.....a story of fate. Kenneth's words made me feel as though I now have a piece of that home I have yet to see.

the default attorney March 2, 2009 at 2:19 PM  

Great idea, and really well-done. It's like a photo-biography. Your pictures are a joy to look at.