A blushing light will always reveal the truth 🙂 Even with some uncertainty, the feeling of confidence will always bring out the beautiful truth of the soul. Hope your summer is moving along well ~ hard to believe it is mid-August…sigh…
Hi, Dalo. From the beginning you’ve made me blush. Must feel pretty good to know you hold such power. I think my blushing keeps me honest. Mid-August and still warm here in NE. I hope you are well wherever you are in this world, Photographer Philosopher Extraordinaire. I think I’ll sit here and sigh with you, if that’s okay. Thanks for stopping by. Always good to see you.
Ha, ha ~ oh, if I had such power I could rule the world 🙂 The power of the blush…I like the honesty of that. I would think a NE autumn is on its way, along with cool breezes and great skies. It’s a little warm in Seattle these days, but I am definitely enjoying being back on familiar ground. Cheers Audacious 🙂
Oh, you have the power, Dalo, you have it. I wear my heart on my sleeve, the blush upon my cheeks and I’m thankful you find honesty refreshing. Autumn is on its way, indeed. A foggy dawn has already arrived this week. You’re home, Randall, lovely to hear. One day I’ll get you to visit my familiar ground. May your evening be full of inspiration. Sweet dreams, Photographer.
I can’t tell if this is a rose or a camellia, but its blush is spectacular. As are your words, Audrey. Gaining some confidence, despite the confusion. Hang in there, my friend, you’re getting stronger every day!
I believe it is a rose. I love when I read something that not only makes me blush, but also inspires a quick poem. Each day I learn how to feel better about who I am becoming. Thanks for your support, D. ♡
A blushing light will always reveal the truth 🙂 Even with some uncertainty, the feeling of confidence will always bring out the beautiful truth of the soul. Hope your summer is moving along well ~ hard to believe it is mid-August…sigh…
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Hi, Dalo. From the beginning you’ve made me blush. Must feel pretty good to know you hold such power. I think my blushing keeps me honest. Mid-August and still warm here in NE. I hope you are well wherever you are in this world, Photographer Philosopher Extraordinaire. I think I’ll sit here and sigh with you, if that’s okay. Thanks for stopping by. Always good to see you.
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Ha, ha ~ oh, if I had such power I could rule the world 🙂 The power of the blush…I like the honesty of that. I would think a NE autumn is on its way, along with cool breezes and great skies. It’s a little warm in Seattle these days, but I am definitely enjoying being back on familiar ground. Cheers Audacious 🙂
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Oh, you have the power, Dalo, you have it. I wear my heart on my sleeve, the blush upon my cheeks and I’m thankful you find honesty refreshing. Autumn is on its way, indeed. A foggy dawn has already arrived this week. You’re home, Randall, lovely to hear. One day I’ll get you to visit my familiar ground. May your evening be full of inspiration. Sweet dreams, Photographer.
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I want to talk to that rose. I think she could tell me a lot.
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Yes, and I believe she would talk to you. You offer safety and support so willingly. Thank you, Susan
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I can’t tell if this is a rose or a camellia, but its blush is spectacular. As are your words, Audrey. Gaining some confidence, despite the confusion. Hang in there, my friend, you’re getting stronger every day!
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I believe it is a rose. I love when I read something that not only makes me blush, but also inspires a quick poem. Each day I learn how to feel better about who I am becoming. Thanks for your support, D. ♡
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vibrant
revelation 🙂
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A moment
For reminding
Mostly 🙂
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The telltale blush..
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Yes, I wear it well, or because I have no choice, really…
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Better than a mask.
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A delicate poem to go with a gorgeous rose. Hopeful.
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Hi, Shari. There are brief moments where my old self comes through. Hopeful for who I am becoming today.
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