Photo.PeterHarvieux
These days I find that the thing that haunts me is my dreams. I want to follow through but lack of time or effort on my part leaves these ideas hanging, haunting me in my sleep. This is a beginning of a passage. A simple idea, representing a past, present, and future of a lifestlye of sliding snow sideways. Opening minds, hearts, and doors for those who have shared or are sharing in this lifestyle. Connecting with people, space, time, thoughts, and actions. This is and will contiune to be a stream of a collective consciousness of process. Process to Progress while understanding where, why, what it is that has brought us to this piont. This layer of our lives. This living is Corduroy.
