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I worked with this photo tonight and as I thought about it's being categorized as a succulent, it started me on a word search and reflection..
Succulent: Full of juice and lush.
Hmmm, nibbled lips, rosy flesh, morsels of food, bloom of a camellia, a peach gently warmed by the sun, a child's laughter, loamy grass freshly mowed.....
succulent silence
glides in on this quiet night
waiting to teach me
as i try to capture the
perfect one elusive moment
The creative home of a flaneuse who wanders and looks to live life's whimsical possibilities
Thursday, January 18, 2007
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