Uncategorized At Dusk February 10, 2017 spanishwoods 19 Comments photo by Wolfgang Stearns if i could be a bridge at dusk, i’d carry you gently into the night Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Thank you. Sometimes the words come first, sometimes the photo comes first. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
That’s exactly what it looks like! I hadn’t noticed, but I see it clearly now. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
spanishwoods 
I really wonder how you do it. Your words are perfect for the photo.
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Thank you. Sometimes the words come first, sometimes the photo comes first.
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fabulous photo, touching words
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Thank you. I’ll pass it on to Wolf…
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Nice words!
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Thank you.
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You’re very welcome! My pleasure.
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🙂 They should sell a “Thinking of You” card out of this one!
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Ha! Are you telling me I missed my calling at Hallmark?
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This is a beautiful poem.
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Thank you.
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Sweet!
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Thank you Eliza.
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Lovely. So utterly brief and lovely. Well done. 🙂
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Thanks so much. 🙂
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First thought… Momma Bridge leading her two children ‘gently into the night.’ –Curt
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That’s exactly what it looks like! I hadn’t noticed, but I see it clearly now. 🙂
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Nice picture
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My son’s capture.
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