Ghosts have no shadowsthey are unsubstantiatedrumours of a life… I exist, not becauseof my shadows, and despitethe times I’ve been ghosted Ghosts and shadows –without them I am two-dimensionalwith them, I am poetry. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
What if loyalty purchased this houseand commitment co-signed?We’d take out a mortgagebased on love – interest only What if our foundation was spiritualand our walls cornerstones of faith?We’d furnish our home with joyand leave room for wonder. Can you imagine the possibilitiesif we dedicated this life to service,if we made our marriage the hub,found a […]
No big box hereour shops line upin historic rows Our fraganceeau-de-fermeearthen fresh Our spires remindersthat values are simpleand life blessed. (Photo mine)
Such a pretty pink!
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Agreed. Thanks.
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Beautiful V.J. 😀
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Thanks Cee!
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So majestic! 🙂
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Thanks friend.
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Simply beautiful – words and photo!
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Thanks Heather!
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My pleasure!
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Was this one taken with your new camera? It turned out beautifully, picture-perfect, in fact!
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This was the old camera, in the rain. Flowers behave so nicely, lol. Thanks.
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You’re welcome. I would say that flowers are much more obliging for you than they are for me.
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Lol. I’m sure that’s not true.
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Rain drops certainly made these beauties more gorgeous 🙂
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Yes, they do!
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Didn’t they! Thanks.
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