I know a little girl,whose hair in ringletsfalls, unkempt from lackof brushing; who standswhen she should be sitting;who laughs with defiance whenchallenged, her dark eyes gleamingwith mischief; who holds her chin uphigh and stamps her feet, arms foldedin protest when she does not get her way. I see that little girl,have watched her play,with a […]
Ask me how I’m doingand I’ll say “fine”, notbecause I’m actually fine,but because “fine” is the onlysocially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lyinghere, for three hours now,willing my body to move,that would elicit unsolicitedadvice and tarnish my “fine”. I’d berate myself for breakingmy promise not to moan,knowing that complainingprovokes a compulsive […]
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I particuarly like the building with the arches. A municipal building of some kind?
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Do you know, I can’t remember, lol.
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Isn’t that funny!
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Sadly, more often the case than not. I remember thinking : “Oh I want to photograph those arches” but cannot fathom where that was.
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That happens to me a lot. I think “Oh, I’ll remember this place; how could I not?” Several years go by, no clue.
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Lovely archs 🙂
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Thanks!
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Three wonderful buildings in black and white. 😀 I love the old sepia house.
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Thanks Cee. I love how you check out my photography files and say: “Oh, she needs to use these,” lol.
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Beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks my friend.
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