From my grad school days in Indiana, I developed a passion for taking off on back roads on a whim, just to see things I had never seen before. It was lonely, personal, passionate, and always beautiful and transcendent. These foray continued, not so much with the auto, but with kayak or skis. Or, in the Philippines as the last past couple of months, wandering into differenct sections of town (Dumaguete) and seeing and visiting people in their neighborhoos. One such area was recently badly flooded (typhoon Sendong). For an image of a few people at a communal well, ravished a couple of weeks later after our return to Vermont, take a peek at http://impleximundi.com/tiki-read_article.php?articleId=110 and see a video at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=thiSUyLOU84
It was so beautiful to meet these people, and so sad at the suffering they now endure.
On Dec 24, 2011 fred wrote :
From my grad school days in Indiana, I developed a passion for taking off on back roads on a whim, just to see things I had never seen before. It was lonely, personal, passionate, and always beautiful and transcendent. These foray continued, not so much with the auto, but with kayak or skis. Or, in the Philippines as the last past couple of months, wandering into differenct sections of town (Dumaguete) and seeing and visiting people in their neighborhoos. One such area was recently badly flooded (typhoon Sendong). For an image of a few people at a communal well, ravished a couple of weeks later after our return to Vermont, take a peek at http://impleximundi.com/tiki-read_article.php?articleId=110 and see a video at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=thiSUyLOU84
It was so beautiful to meet these people, and so sad at the suffering they now endure.
Fred