Back to Florida. Familiar territory, though I sometime wonder how in the world I got here. In a way all my photographs are self portraits, I suppose I could look there for an answer.

...the genius of the heart, which imposes silence and attention on everything loud and self-conceited, which smoothes rough souls and makes them taste a new longing - to lie placid as a mirror, that the deep heavens may be reflected in them; - the genius of the heart, which teaches the clumsy and too hasty hand to hesitate, and to grasp more delicately; which scents the hidden and forgotten treasure, the drop of goodness and sweet spirituality under thick dark ice...

It's Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil, I wasn't sure where the sentence started and didn't even bother to try and find the end.