The brick floor was completely straight but the lights made one think one was standing on solid waves.
“Confusion is a word we have invented for an order which is not understood.”
Henry Miller
To end the confusion, it would have been enough to switch off the light.
Linked to Travel with Intent. For more posts inspired by the Henry Miller quote, click here.
I took confusion literally. It’s a state in which we find ourselves often. Embrace it!
For One Word Sunday: confusion.
When I came across this field last summer, I was thoroughly confused. The grain was black and I wondered if it was diseased and ruined, yet besides the black colour the grains looked healthy.
I was fascinated.
I asked a friend of mine who is a miller by profession and was told that it was emmer wheat, one of the oldest grains cultivated, and that this variety was called Persian black emmer wheat. Confusion cleared up.
For A Photo a Week Photo challenge: state of confusion. More confused photos (or photos by confused photographers) can be found here.
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