along . the . way
around each curve is wood . stone . paper [] a song of strings . imperfect heart . bits of cloth
' p u r p l e ' r a i n '
day thirteen of over 100 degrees arrives as promised
watering purple vines . red blooms and toes in the bright sun
has become a daily ritual with cool water droplets that relax & refresh
deep in thought
as the blooms sway in the summer breeze ... in the shadow of a window from long ago
by a rusty fence outside a quirky sculpture ... at the taste of sweet grapes on the kitchen counter
at every stop light sky ...
on a desk
fresh sunlight peeks through closed blinds as the day songs begin
softly the tunes change exposing the blurred reflection of the world outside
now wide open to the light in the sky through the tall trees that sway above
a collage framed . for a friend . waiting to be wrapped . a simple moment .
[shades of blue and cream ]
at home [] stitched words of encouragement with the wrens looking on
in the garden [] a circle of life played out in tiles around a table of friends
on a trip [] hands seen clasped in sculpture against a clear summer sky
in the car [] rear view mirror between drops as storms pass and miles fly
.
along a garden fence
comfort among shadows
leaves of green flutter in song
where is your comfort today?
this post is part of a special collaboration
::
tracing the outline of life
as it spans complete spaces
. taking part in "imperfect prose" today . because it is . always
and
although I grow weary of my year long black and white project here . I will continue . today .
b l o o m
sent across the miles
tucked softly between white paper
cut along lines with love
colors from the heart
soft white heat of summer
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