Friends tell me that I am " hard to figure out ".
That I am one day a poet, one day a philosopher,
one day a dirty old man, one day a child.
Another day a photographer, a fossil hunter,
lost in introspection.
A writer, a reader, a dreamer, lost and found.
I confess: guilty as charged!
Phil Miller
Cloisterwood
Cloisterwood is a hermitage for the mind. A place to go when there is no place to go. A place where only you have discovered the Way. Designed to share thoughts and images among those who seek peace, quiet and contemplation.