I think the trees are firework taxidermy.
A steady reminder of celebration and light.
How quiet. I’m a collaps-
ing house. Come collect me.
— Dalton Day, from “Stepping Out of Sorrow,” published in Souvenir: a Journal. Fall 2015
Notes:
- Photo: DK @ Daybreak. 4:43 a.m. 68° F. June 17, 2022. Other pictures from this morning’s walk here.
- Poem via The Vale of Soul-Making)
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Such beauty…
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aren’t they though…
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Wow, the other photos from this morn, too, DK! The blues, sepia, lavender, salmon, slate — makes one wish one’s room was all these colors. So pretty and peaceful. Those trees above might have names, they’re such a presence!
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So agree! Thank you!
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Friday … come collect me!! — Photo: DK @ Daybreak. 4:43 a.m. 68° F. June 17, 2022. Other pictures from this morning’s walk here.
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Quiet majesty….
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that it is Lori….
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Really! We are all blessed with the endless beauty of the skies, the waters, trees, and the light.
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So true Valerie. Every breath a blessing…..
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I might just leave you there to enjoy it a while longer….
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Hmmmmmmm
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Another beautiful day.
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Calm reflection as the day unfolds.… feels wonderful. Thank you Dave.
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Thank you Val
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