here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
- 'i carry your heart with me' e. e. cummings

Princes Street Gardens. I've noticed I'm much happier with a picture when it's full of bright colours rather than any particular subject. I'm going to have to set myself a task of taking pictures of people some day as i'm rubbish at it and need to try it! This is the first blip I've been happy with for a while now - yay for autumn colours!

(Poem reminds me of a joke:

HELP MY TYPEWRITER IS BROKEN! E. E. CUMMINGS

Ok, I know it's bad, but it tickled me the first time I read it!)