Other images – Laos and Cambodia 2nd December 2010

Jungle spider and jade waterfall, Laos

 ‘Peirre qui roule n’amasse pas mousse’

Moss doesn’t gather on a rolling stone.

Laos kids = superheroes

‘The untented Kosmos my abode, I pass a wilful stranger, my mistress the open road and the bright lights of danger.’  Robert Louis Stephenson

Thunderbird.

‘Strange is it not?  That of the myriad who, before us have pass’d the door of darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road, Which to discover we must travel to.’ Omar Khayyam

Topaz on the water. YeakLoam, Volcanic Lake, Cambodia

Treehuggers Unite and take over

Pair of kids.

‘If you have not lived through something, it is not true.’  Kabir

With Dao and Wiets in the goathouse. Ban Phonoum, Laos

 Bees = Honey = Love X  Don’t go killing all the bees.

Through the bushes, and island sunset. Don Phet, Laos

To spend our days betting on three legged horses with beautiful names……

Thrash water with Buffalo. Don Phet

‘When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.’  Jimi Hendrix

Tampuan lady making scarves, village, Ban Lung, Cambodia

Most of all:

“Be realistic, plan for a miracle” Osho

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    Paulo said,

    Leroy,

    Loving the camera work man, that lake looks oh so inviting – Thunderbirds are go :-).

    A small re-cap from Blighty, the snows started and the wheels have fallen off everything… Literally, trains breaking down, families sleeping on them etc. Apparently its going to be like this for a few weeks. Its knackering flights too, hoping it clears up for the end of the month so Law and Carol can make it out to you ok.

    Enjoy the melon dew dude!

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      leroywatson4 said,

      The grey island goes white. Catching everybody by surprise. Snow angels on the Brockwell hillside and mulled wine. Im sweating my keps of here in Phnom Phen, but Ive found a place where things work like older times. A bar that plays vinyl is my refuge, noodle soup my sustainance. On a hotel above the lake I talk with old men with anchor tatoos about real times and music. IIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSS CHHHHHRRRRRRRIIIIISSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSS noddy holder.
      Peace and Light BrotherWolf


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