Sunday, April 27, 2014

One Last Dusting


                              ... beneath one last dusting of snow

                                                                                       ... a wild tangle whispering in the cosmos

                   ... longing for the unruliness of late july








The photograph is mine.
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6 comments:

  1. BillApril 27, 2014 at 7:29 PM

    This is beautiful.
    Summer is indeed an unruly time.
    Here it comes.

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    1. Teresa EvangelineApril 27, 2014 at 8:05 PM

      well, it's still off in the distance, but every day brings renewed hope ... :))

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  2. AnonymousApril 27, 2014 at 10:40 PM

    That's a beautiful photo, and I will love that time when it comes. At the moment though I'm glad that it is still a ways off because I'm not quite ready to participate just now and will be then!

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    1. Teresa EvangelineApril 28, 2014 at 8:21 AM

      ... and I am looking forward with you to that day!

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  3. WildBillApril 29, 2014 at 2:54 PM

    We can hope can't we Teresa! I love how cosmos collects, leans, and tangles to form a support base. It is a standing collective rising towards the sun. Karl Marx would have liked that (the collective rising towards the sun part)!

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    1. Teresa EvangelineApril 29, 2014 at 4:46 PM

      I love that! Yes, they are a "standing collective." :)

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