Pearls
Pearls
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The branches were hanging so low that it was like entering a cave made of iridescent flowers . . . my senses were alive with the hope of Spring.
After the Storm
After the Storm
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My son messaged me after the storm, “Do you see the rainbow outside?” Isn’t it amazing how, at any age, rainbows evoke such awe?
Painting
Painting
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“Painting” and “Solitude” . . . the same, but slightly different . . . the light and air of Autumn heals my soul.
Solitude
Solitude
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This and “Painting” are the same but slightly different . . . a recognition that I am not alone.