Look at that girl, so much like her amazingly beautiful mom... I look at you two, and I see that you will always be friends. I think you will always understand one another. Lovely.
All of this post is lovely. That last flower through the snow...love it.
"How can I possibly sleep this moonlit evening? Come, my friends, let's sing and dance all night long. Stretched out, tipsy, under the vast sky: splendid dreams beneath the cherry blossoms. Wild roses, plucked from fields full of croaking frogs: float them in your wine and enjoy every minute." --Ryokan--
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so much beauty and magic in these images and words
I'm smiling for you!
:)
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Go Petunia Moon! You must be a very proud Mommy ~ did she have any public speaking tips for you afterwards? :-)
love x x x
this just made me smile and smile and then smile again :)
The photos are spectacular, as is the prize-winning poet! Well done to her!
all of these photos are amazing and i especially love your poetic sweet girl. xo
Congrats to the young poet! Thanks for sharing the pictures.
Yay for your prize-winning poet! Tell her I said congrats!
I love that tree photo.
Look at that girl, so much like her amazingly beautiful mom... I look at you two, and I see that you will always be friends. I think you will always understand one another. Lovely.
All of this post is lovely. That last flower through the snow...love it.
:)
Vanessa: Your smile is lovely, so I'm glad to hear it...
BB: She didn't give me any tips, yet...but she was bold and fearless and that inspires me all the same!
Daisies: Another great smile I'm glad to hear about...
Paris Parfait: thank you--she was very proud of herself, refreshing for a poet, no?
Melba: I am proud--she's a little pro who out-writes her old mama already...
Acumamakiki: my "poetic sweet girl" is spectacular--thanks for the love.
Kim: Thank you! I'd share pictures of the kids all day long...
Deb: I will, and that tree IS amazing...I have no idea how old it is, but I touch it every time I pass by.
Amber: that's just what I hope for, but adolescence cometh!
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