

Dianaa day of distant euphoria chasing a 5 year old through a muddy yard Hide and Seek till 3pm at half past 1, you ate icecream sandwiches on the front porch 60 degree weather celebrating the blooming springDiana
the ring of a child's voice running up to you with open arms blonde hair, blue eyes so different yet love dwells here amidst the crevices of contrast
rosy cheeks are pressed against your own and the chill of wind does not affect you a tiny hand, holding the world within it falls tightly inside your own and the


Sunday Afternoon WalkaboutThe orange lances of the day’s last sunlight Bathed blackened trees grasping At the sky like dead fingersSunday Afternoon Walkabout
I walked on ground covered With dead leaves, golden-white; Dreamlike Empyrean fields
I walked past trees with Little candle-like leaves burning down The length of their branches
Bushes like frozen fires Red and orange foliage Flickering in a sudden breeze
Ducks stationed like soldiers On an opaque slate river Webbed feet splayed on a pebbly creek bottom
I passed a stone staircase, A many-layered cake, river-bo
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I hope you're having a great day.
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The way to love is to realize that it may be lost. -- Gilbert K. Chesterton
(Yes, don't you just LOVE that tile? Hehe...)
Some nice photos you have here...I'll have to keep an eye on ya!
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-trina
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I like grey
featured deviation [link]
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Dreaming as the summer dies
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~DaRKWuRM
the gradient of water is texturless at its purest state!
the next ones will be very different though, as you remarked.
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thank you for the wonderful comment, it is very much appreciated!
nice favorite, by the way!
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