If only there were a way
to call you back
I'd fly like a phoenix
into your arms.....
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recanting tales of razor winter, heart blind dialouge, nature and black buildings among others....A collection of experiences and original images...
6 comments:
Phoenixes are my favourite! They give me hope.
me too......
it's all about the pieces....
They also give me the power of love!
Yes, the pieces.... Sigh. I've found pieces, but pieces also mean you can never have the moment back. At least they're there, I guess.
Love this photo. Very American Gothic.
Like the new header image at the top of the blog too - classy.
cy, you are absolutely right...
I guess in that way the pieces are more precious than the moment they once were.
horrorwood,
the farm that these were taken at was about as American Gothic as you can get. You should come with me to visit there sometime.
Thanks so much for the comment! I am really quite happy with the header too. I'm not sure why it took me so long to put one up though.
I guess I was just waiting for the right image to come along...
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