What is there to say about love? You could sweep up all the words and stack them in the gutter and love wouldn’t be any different, wouldn’t feel any different, the hurt in the heart, the headachy desire that hardly submits to language. What we can’t tame we talk about.
― Jeanette Winterson, The World and Other Places: Stories
Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found this ditch on a sunrise walk around my neighborhood. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.