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Calling All Angels
New post on Dreaming Existence . Hop on over and see my new space. Stay awhile. I’d love to see you there! Cheryl
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Old Man #Photography
Old man, take a look at my life… I’m a lot like you… I need someone to love me… …the whole day through. Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true.. Old man, take a look at my life, I’m a lot like you were….. Seeing these moss- bearded…
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Repose
Repose: a state of rest, sleep or tranquility.. a state of resting after exertion or strain.. a place of rest… peace, tranquility… lack of activity… cessation or absence of activity, movement, or animation.. to lie at rest, to lie dead, to remain still or concealed… to take a rest, to rest for support… What…
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The Garden Party #conservation #photography #nature
Whenever I feel discouraged, which seems to be a lot these days, I go outside. Nature never changes its course. It doesn’t whine about the weather, but behaves accordingly. It doesn’t beg for attention because it is too busy trying to stay alive. There is much comfort in watching bees going about their business or…
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The Ugly Bug Ball..
The weekend blessed us with mild temps and no thunderstorms. I showed my gratitude by going outside as much as possible. Just look what I found! There were also birds and chipmunks and squirrels and oh! I even had a hummingbird visit me while in the back yard. It was too elusive for my camera…
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If you Build It They Will Come…
especially if you have a bird bath and a sprinkler! 😀 Happy Friday my friends…
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Come to the Cone! #flowers #photography
Since we lived in Costa Rica I have been addicted to photographing all things small-those magical wonders so easily passed over and subsequently ill appreciated. It was a simple thrill for me to photograph small gardens where butterflies fed on the nectar of cone flowers as bees gathered golden treasure to spread from bloom to…
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As the World Falls Down..
Of late I have been avoiding the overwhelming feelings that wait at my heart’s door. The tap, tapping of despair, frustration, anxiety and disappointment wait, torches held high and voices crying out, to rouse my soul into complete and utter fear over what is becoming of this world. While there has always been chaos and…
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In the Garden #SoCS
When the noise of existing becomes so loud that the cry of my soul is muted and the tears I shed wash over my heart as the anchor of despair pulls me beneath a sea of dark sorrow, I remember why I came to this spinning orb, Wonderland of diversity- the challenge of survival a…
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Nature’s Face/Photography/Poetry
At times I trudge through my life, sometimes with steps as light as air, yet often as though pulling lead balls chained to my ankles; still, I find constant comfort in the face of Nature. We have had a dreary sort of Winter, although the holidays were bright and full. The unrest in the world…
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