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Strangers


Before we head off on our next adventure, I'd like to tell mention the joy I have been getting from following the 100 strangers blog this summer. Before 100 Strangers I used to sneak shots like this. This striking couple were dining near The Hattery in Katoomba -- a great advert for what a good hat can do. The Hattery Cafe is also a good spot for a coffee and cake.

Musing:
To a Stranger by Walt Whitman
PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recallā€™d as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me,
I ate with you, and slept with youā€”your body has become not yours only, nor left my body
mine
only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we passā€”you take of my beard,
breast,
hands, in return,
I am not to speak to youā€”I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone,
I am to waitā€”I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

Comments

  1. Oh for the days of the stealth shot, as Pierre refers to them. A lovely shot ... which pales into insignificance with the verse from Whitman. I have long underestimated WW as a figment of a fevered Yankie brow confused by the gray and the blue.

    Thank you dear lady for the kind words ...

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  2. Nice photo a very mysterious looking guy.

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  3. What is Robiin Williams doing at The Hattery??

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