Shi*'s photos

When wintry winds are no more heard, And joy's in every bosom, When summer sings in every bird, And shines in every blossom, When happy twilight hours are long, Come home, my love, and think no wrong! When berries gleam above the stream And half the fields are yellow, Come back to me, my joyous dream, The world hath not thy fellow! And I will make thee Queen among The Queens of summer and of song. - Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Norbulingka, The Jewelled Park, served as the traditional summer residence of the successive Dalai Lamas from the 1780s up until the Chinese takeover in the 1950s.

oh to be in, er, Cambridge, now that April is ... almost ... here! (with apologies to Browning)

Lhasa, Tibet. Hot and breathless! March 2007

en route to Lhasa! March 2007

cruisin'

see, feel

'I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections and the truth of imagination' - Keats Bifrost - Rainbow Bridge - (Jimi Hendrix) - the way to Asgard - a crock of gold - cnoc in gaelic means small hill, fairy mound and is pronounced 'crock' - travellers, we are told, fall asleep on a cnoc only to wake a thousand years later having 'dreamt' of halls of gold, beautiful faerie queens and banquets. Rainbows - ya gotta love 'em! : )

... and light!