and you think of all of the things you’ve seen
and you wish that you could live in between

Don’t know where I’ll end up with this post, because I’m combining two unrelated things – lyrics from Giants In the Sky, and a night-shot of a church up on Mount Washington. I can talk about the imagery – the double-light at the far left, the gate, the dark is the woods, the lights a path in the night and the steeples at the far right, a false destination. And in between, the houses of those afraid of the dark and the Druid’s vicarage.

The above image is a sliver of the larger photograph, but I liked the light-necklace best, so I cropped more that 80% of the original.