Egypt? No, New Jersey. While driving to my son’s dive meet one morning on the hectic and well-traveled Jersey Turnpike, I nonchalantly glanced to my right and saw this incredible beast being transported in a trailer, its woolly locks blowing in the wind. The creature and I made eye contact and my heart ached to think it might be heading for a circus or some other place far the opposite of greener pastures. Snapping this photo through my car window I said a little prayer that the camel was en route to a lovely farm somewhere far from here, where it would recover from its journey in a shaded field.
Poetry in Motion – Waterfall
On the count of three…
Motion in action



















