Sunkissed Image | Posted on May 7, 2014 by Audrey Dawn - Oldest Daughter Redheaded Sister Sunkissed tonight Kiss me sometime: helluva line Til eternity Only If You Feel So Inclined: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
Clouds darken the rough. Sun highlights the fairway. Show me the way to the birdie, my Scottish caddie. How’s my swing, Audrey? LikeLike Reply
Not nearly as good as yours, though. Not in a long shot. A drive and a fairway wood from yours. LikeLike
Oh come on…twas just beautiful. I loved it. Want to know why? Its because I had the perfect view of the hole…for what was underneath the the words. A conversation we had…now that makes a meaningful poem. No diggity no doubt… LikeLike
Yes. Your picture and poem brought back my round and our talk. Indeed. Exactly. Thank you. I accept the compliment. LikeLike
I do, as well. What a nice thought. I like that it moves you in that way. Shows me that you have beautiful thoughts. LikeLike
Peach… well, only thing good about that color choice is that it goes well with my hair. What an odd color. LikeLike
Sunkissed tonight
Love this.
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Thank you!
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Lovely thought.
Leslie
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Thank you, Leslie 🙂
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You are most welcome.
Leslie
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🙂 Have a wonderful evening.
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Thank you and you as well.
Leslie
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Still feeling playful I see. Very nice Audrey. 🙂
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Yes…lol. You caught me, Michael. 🙂
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Clouds darken the rough.
Sun highlights the fairway.
Show me the way to the birdie, my Scottish caddie.
How’s my swing, Audrey?
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Love it!!!! Mark! Look at you….
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Not nearly as good as yours, though. Not in a long shot. A drive and a fairway wood from yours.
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Oh come on…twas just beautiful. I loved it. Want to know why? Its because I had the perfect view of the hole…for what was underneath the the words. A conversation we had…now that makes a meaningful poem. No diggity no doubt…
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Yes. Your picture and poem brought back my round and our talk. Indeed. Exactly. Thank you. I accept the compliment.
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See…how nice, right? Thank you for accepting the compliment.
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It is very nice. Maybe I shall try it again.
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Yes, please do.
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That’s really beautiful.
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Thank you, Duke. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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I love to see sun rays like that. It sends shivers up my spine sometimes.
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I do, as well. What a nice thought. I like that it moves you in that way. Shows me that you have beautiful thoughts.
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The majority are wicked beautiful, you know.
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I can accept that, Duke. *looks up the definition of wicked*
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Does it say: professorish?
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It says: always knows what to say and do. Now how is that, Duke?
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That’s an odd definition for wicked. But…it’s the professorish wicked, isn’t it?
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It is…and also, my favorite. *smiles*
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*grabs the new peach pillow*
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Peach… well, only thing good about that color choice is that it goes well with my hair. What an odd color.
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I was trying to think of the oddest color I knew of…
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Oddest…You’re a funny guy, huh?! *laughs* Why the oddest color?
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*laughing* Look how wicked your mind is! Maybe they rhyme…
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*laughs a lotta* What rhymes…tell me what you are talking about, Duke!
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Well, the odd and Aud…
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Okay, they do, Doc Obvious. Maybe you’re just…mean!
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I thought about it while I wrote it, but it wasn’t on purpose!
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I believe you.
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