Val Gardena

I challenge myself when I write... to overcome the obstacle of words... I hate, I hate, I hate... wanting more... words that begin with... I can't describe it... won't do it justice... you had to be there... these products of a lack of creativity... I've never fallen back on those lines... intentionally... And while some must go... I dearly hope in my writing... very little is lost in the medium... to try to give them the same view... the same sense... the same emotion... as it was to live it... make the light as bright as possible... the mirror polished the best it can...
... But I may have met my match... here are jagged cliffs towering over green valleys... Here are waterfalls in every direction... houses built in the side of cliffs... sheep grazing on green meadows... farmers cutting down grass by hand... beside audis and BMW's... beside wireless internet stores... beside vineyards... It's like nothing I've ever seen before... here I don't want my words to get in the way of this place... it has to be seen... felt... lived...
... I might have to start using the camera again... maybe even step up to the new video camera... if I must...