I’m revisiting my archives and came across this image from 2005 that was taken in Alberta, Canada. This is one of my favorite places and I know that when I visit it again, there’s a good chance it will be gone.
Whenever I look at this image, I immediately start thinking about a song by The Gourds called “Steeple Full of Swallows“. Here’s the lyrics:
Steeple full of swallows
Hammer in the weeds
heart full of my head
mosquito’s on my feet
You must be the fine hairs
You must be the frown
You must be the reason
All the lights go down
Steeple full of swallows
Smoke in the house
heart full of my head
mud in my mouth
You must be the cinder
You must be the sound
You must be the reason
all the lights go down
You can listen to the song here: Steeple Full of Swallows
