"So what of...
the In's, the Out's,
the Thick's, the Thin's
Life is not measured by moments,
instead we cling to instances of
enlightenment or purpose.
I write nonsense...
but it is just so, that nothing
is the teacher of all things."
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Such beautiful Spring photos (I'm still playing with the lace and tulle and stars I collected together for a winter-fabric-journal inspired by your lovely book). And I do love the way you have framed your photos on this blog.
Beautiful flowers and prose...
Lovely prose and beautiful photos - how nice of the swallowtail to pose for you!
Loving the pretty pictures!
just stopping by to say hello and i miss you both..hope mr earl is doing better...xoxox
lovely.
Such a beautiful poem. For a long while I was so frustrated that words could not convey the depth of feelings that I felt. Now, I am glad they do not and your poem says why! Thank you Tracie. Your photographs are gorgeous too.
~Janee
Those are beautiful photos. The frames made it even more stunning to look at. Thanks for sharing.
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