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)
One Woman's Quest II 
I love the clematis seeds (at least I think hat’s what they are).
LikeLiked by 1 person
I have no idea, but they are fascinating.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I really like your snowy branch. Wonderful photos for this week. Thanks V.J. 😀
LikeLike
These are so pretty! 🙂 ❤
LikeLike
I was going to ask what kind of tree that was, but I see the answer already…. It looks like what we used to call Cottonwood trees in Oklahoma. I don’t know if that was the official name for it or not, but I do know it was terrible for my allergies. Hope you and yours are doing as well as possible. Hugs!
LikeLike
Quite amazing they are 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks
LikeLiked by 1 person
What kind of tree is in the first photo?
LikeLiked by 1 person
That’s a good question – I don’t actually know. It grows along the river here.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It reminded me a little of a mimosa tree, but I can’t be sure.
LikeLiked by 1 person