we touch each other.
how?
with wings that beat…
— Rainer Maria Rilke, in an inscription to Marina Tsvetaeva, from Letters Summer 1926: Pasternak, Tsvetaeva, Rilke
Photo: DK. Gull. 6:56 am, February 14, 2021. 28° F, feels like 20° F. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT.
Wow! Amazing photo capture, David! Wise, succinct words. ❤️
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Thank you Erica!
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Perfection!
And yes, we do, don’t we?
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Yes, we do.
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Oh my.
This took my breath away and coaxed the wings of my heart. Wide. Open.
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Awww.
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wonderful photo, David…
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Thank you Jim.
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I can’t tell you how much I love your photos – and the quote is perfect
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Thank you Mimi!
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Perfect 💝
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Thank you Val!
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WMS! These word and image pairings are terrific, DK!
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Thank you Lori!
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You received a Valentine’s Day gift from Nature! How lovely! Yes, our wings…!
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I did!
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they reached right into my heart
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Awwww
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the best shortest story evaaaa….. winging its way into my mind and heart.
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Laughing. so good.
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