"[Telamos:]'Galateia is pelting your flocks, Polyphemos, with apples, and calling you names - goatherd and laggard in love; and you, poor fool, do not see, but sit sweetly piping. Look, there again! She's hurling one at your sheepdog, and the bitch is looking out to sea and barking - you can see her silhouetted on the clear of the waves as she runs along the edge of the gently sucking sands. Watch out she doesn't rush at the child's knees, emerging from the water, and claw her fairy flesh! She's casting at you again, look - brittle as the down the torrid glare of summer leaves upon the thistle. You love, she flees; and when you leave loving, follows, staking her all upon a desperate move. Ah, Love! How often, Polyphemos, has he made unfair show fair!' ... excerpt from http://www.theoi.com/Pontos/Galateia.html How I love Greek Mythology :) model - myself photographer/postwork - myself Thanks for the view