"A circle may be small, yet it may be as mathematically beautiful and perfect as a large one." ~ Isaac D'Israeli, "Miscellanies"What do you see in these circles of light? What imaginary world of fairies and fireflies, dewdrops and sunbeams or starlight and diamonds does it bring to mind? What happens to that wonderful childlike imagination as we grow up, where did it go? Do children now have the vivid imagination to weave fantasy tales of princesses and knights, or has it been reduced into the symbolic purple dragon named "Figment" at Epcot?
I remember summer nights hot, with windows wide open trying to catch a little breeze. I heard the "whoop, whoop, whoop" sound of sirens and saw the round full red circle moon and imagined that Martians were invading our town. I remember flying down the hill on my bicycle, wheels spinning, hair flying and feeling like Velvet Brown on her beloved stallion. Actually, I couldn't decide on the perfect name so in my mind I was Lori, Cleopatra, Velvet, Anne, Edwina Martin. Why Martin? I don't know, it was make believe. I've always thought daydreams were much nicer and richer than those of the night; perhaps because we have more control over them, and I am a bit of a control freak.
Now that I have completely gotten off topic... in this picture I see lights in the mist, small perfect circles of light and just beyond in the shadows there awaits....
all that is in your dreams.
Submission for LensDay topic "circle". (end of post)