Last year, I was drawn to a cheerful and open-faced peony, the Krinkle White. This year, I am lost in white, a cool and dreamy, wordless white.
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- "Love every leaf and every ray of light. Love the beasts and the birds, love the plants, love every separate fragment. If you love each separate fragment, you will understand the mystery of the whole resting in God. When you perceive this, your understanding of the mystery will grow from day to day until you come to love the whole world with a love that includes everything and excludes nothing." - Fyodor Dostoyevsky “There is ecstasy in paying attention.” ― Anne Lamott
3 comments:
It's dreamy and creamy.
"My love, she laughs like the flowers,"
I think Bob Dylan said that.
"My love, she finds clocks in flowers."
I said that.
love your photographs
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