Beth. Don`t think I don`t know it. I`m grateful every single day. As for Andi, she has the wild solitude of beauty where ever her footpaths lead. A very special place it is she shares.
Falling water stopped in flight, then slowly flutters to alight. In doing so, it paints our place, our planet, seen in white, from space Slowly changes in seasons slow To browns then greens and flowered glow This strange liquid, a natural show, Is jeweled starlight we call snow
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I think having a great day if you could relax there would be easy peasy. :)
Ditto, andi. I might never leave...thanks for the picture of pure serenity, 'head. You (and andi) are so lucky to live in the midst of such beauty.
I love the crisp mirror image!
Oh oh oh!! Kicks up bare heels in delight!!
AndiF,
That`s my daily routine.
Beth.
Don`t think I don`t know it.
I`m grateful every single day.
As for Andi, she has the wild solitude of beauty where ever her footpaths lead.
A very special place it is she shares.
Olivia,
It must be the clear light on the ocean breeze.
Nancy P,
I`m thrilled I made you dance.
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