Round, like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel. Never ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheel Like a snowball down a mountain Or a carnaval balloon Like a carousell that's turning Running rings around the moon.
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the minutes on it's face And the world is like an apple Whirling silently in space Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind...
Nice composition and angle on this one Dennis, I always have liked shots like this where you are facing a long road, may it be b/w or colour, it gives me the same feel of a journey ahead, and wonder of whats at the end of it.. I can see where the song came from, the windmills of your mind...... not one of my favourites, but love stings voice anyways.
i just love the wide open space! We dont have anything around here that looks even close to this. i know im supposed to be looking at the windmills...but i cant stop staring at the emptiness of it all here. Love it Dennis.