travelogue one

I am going to step out of my usual thinking out loud and talk about some of my recent travels.  The more distance I put between me and home, the more I am present in my now, the more I see what is in my immediate space.
This was water week.   I had breakfast on the Doi Saket road and had not been to the Dam, so that was my Saturday trip.  Like many roads, after you turn off the main road, you are not sure you are on the correct road going toward what you hope to be your destination.    However, now that I have my GPS, who cares.  When I have had enough, I just hit "home" and we go that way. 

After I turned off the road that was the turn off of the other route and then missed the side road to the dam, I backtracked, and as I was heading to the dam, I saw this swampy area with these huge leaves.  I just loved the size of them. The color was a muted green.  They appeared to be standing at attention waiting for something. I have no idea what they are called or why they were in this patch.  At the very edge of the cluster were three brown leaves that appeared to be standing at attention.  I had the idea that they were the press and it was a concert that I could not hear... or it was a marching group, and these were the reviewers. 

 The sky was so blue and bright and the white clouds just floated along in the air.  No place to go and nothing to do.  I began to look very carefully and could make my eyes see 3 dimensional.. the sky then the cloud... then the hilltop.   When you shut one eye.   It is just flat, like my hearing.   I only hear out of my right ear, so all sound comes from there.