This photo from many moons ago makes me think of the poem by Miriam Waddington entitled "A landscape of John Sutherland". I played around with the image to give it a softer, lighter feel, a bit dreamy (I hope, anyway!)And yes, that is me on the left :-)

"We are
in flight
we are
a space of
dreamed-of
light
autumn canyons
crevices
we are the blue
between
the sliding doors of sky."

To see others remembering Maire in song, poem and proverb: http://forum.pbase.com/viewtopic.php?f=16&t=47823&sid=43007bc7bde6f9b742565e0da91d6967