Yearning for renewalwe wrestle dragons –unsuspected passages,like time machinesscattering ticket stubs We distractseek nourishmentpercolate meaning Nostalgic nuancessuccumb tojagged memories –Cubism in motion. (Art mine)
Oh that Spring gale,she’s such a storyteller –awakens the landfiddles with expectations –Welcome post-Winter trickster. (Image my own)
Gathered up all the loveI’d previously rejectedpulled it to melike a well-worn cloakImagined the comfortsuch a vibration would bringoblivion amounting to bliss But love –my interpretation of it –does not nullify painAnd I writhed in its intensitypain physically ingrainedburdened by memories How can this be? I criedIn darkness I turned to loveprojected nirvanauncovered such an […]
Are they bigger than our palms?
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Yes. They are huge. And top heavy, lol.
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Wow!
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Yes!
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great view – it looks GIGANTIC
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Yes! It’s fallen over a few times, lol.
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what a nice splash of color in winter too
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Yes! Thanks.
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Very nice blog
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Thanks so much. Nice to meet you. Following.
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WOW!!
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome. I love a big, red, in-your-face amaryllis.
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Oh that is so beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Isn’t it! Just what the soul needs on these grey days.
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Amen! 🙂 ❤
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