Days March 4, 2015 spanishwoods 15 Comments photo by Wolfgang Stearns Every story has its day, every day – an end. Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related
Thank you. I’m always reading into little things…a source of pleasure and sometimes sadness all at the same time. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I so enjoy your daily posts. The combination of an interesting image and thought-provoking words has a strangely calming effect. LikeLike Reply
Ah, but the end of the day doesn’t mean the end of the story. Stories live on when the days die, if we tell them, if we write poetry about them. LikeLike Reply
Well said…
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Thank you.
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🙂 you continue to lead me to think about words and shades of meaning.
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Thank you. I’m always reading into little things…a source of pleasure and sometimes sadness all at the same time.
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Yes, sadness too. I know but love thoughts that words convey, no matter.
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I so enjoy your daily posts. The combination of an interesting image and thought-provoking words has a strangely calming effect.
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Thank you. That’s a lovely compliment.
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Very beautiful, great title!
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Thank you.
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So true and seems to extend beyond days to life itself.
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Yes it does.
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And every season…I hope! 🙂
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Yes!
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Ah, but the end of the day doesn’t mean the end of the story. Stories live on when the days die, if we tell them, if we write poetry about them.
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Very true.
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