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Framing My World..

In case you ever wondered if I really do take photos in my meager little faerie garden, in case you doubted my obsession with the tiny miracles that often go unnoticed and happen every moment, whether we see them or not-my hubby snapped this one while I was otherwise engaged. There were some pretty amazing…
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Bits and Pieces #Forever Never

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More….

More than what you see this mystery of me, beyond illusion life’s delusion in dusty haze its sultry ways deceptive protective lest you look too close, lest you find there behind the buzz and fluff and busy stuff a soul so bare- Do you dare look inside where it hides shivering, quivering… hoping you see,…
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Color My World..

There are times, it seems, like in misty dreams where a lack of color brings clarity. Subtle hues of shadow and light, a silent whisper of Earth’s delight. Timeless, Motionless, Ethereal. Perhaps the reds and golds and blues, the roses’ blush and sunset views, obscure, detract, the impact of line and form, cool and warm.…
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Tender Tuesday

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If you Build It They Will Come…

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One Day at a Time #1LinerWednesday

I am still having issues with space, but have been working to free some up so that I can stay connected with you guys here in the Blogosphere. I value the connections I have made with so many talented, beautiful souls. May your day be beautifully filled with Love, Light and opportunity. And please be…
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Faeries Have Arrived… #Photography

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In Another Dream

Somehow in this life, this dream, I have challenged myself to function in a most analytical arena, stretching my powers of detailed memory and patience, compassion and tolerance often to the edge of snapping. I love good communication with my fellow humans; however a work environment leaves little time or condusence to pleasant, equal exchange…
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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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