Freshly Watered

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Peach and raspberry –
sorbet petals, softer than
a setting sun’s blaze.

(For Cee’s FOTD.)

12 thoughts on “Freshly Watered”

LuAnne Holder says:

January 28, 2019 at 7:36 am

Lovely photo and accompanying poem. You make such a beautiful connection.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 28, 2019 at 7:37 am
  
  Thanks LuAnne
  
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Rupali says:

January 25, 2019 at 4:30 am

Beautiful.

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pvcann says:

January 22, 2019 at 6:26 am

Delicious!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 22, 2019 at 10:38 am
  
  Aren’t they? Thanks!
  
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sgeoil says:

January 21, 2019 at 6:57 pm

Lovely!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 21, 2019 at 7:18 pm
  
  Thanks.
  
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  1. sgeoil says:
    
    January 21, 2019 at 7:48 pm
    
    You’re welcome.
    
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Hélène - Willow Poetry says:

January 21, 2019 at 6:44 pm

Amazing haiku, beautiful photo.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 21, 2019 at 6:50 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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Cee Neuner says:

January 21, 2019 at 5:28 pm

Oh so very beautiful 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 21, 2019 at 6:03 pm
  
  Thanks Cee – I love the colour!
  
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