Uncategorized Right Now May 14, 2022 spanishwoods 16 Comments photo by Sylvia ferns quietly unfurling,fallen petals and tiny sleeping fawns,shadows on rocks and on thoughts photo by Sylvia photo by Sylvia instagram.com/wolfnevemama/ Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
thank you Dale 🙂 those ferns are not mine, but I enjoy them nonetheless…. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Shadows darken and cool, and pretend both mourning and rest. They both hide and reveal. The shadows on my mind betray my fears and sigh my relief. Thanks for another nice juxtaposition. LikeLike Reply
spanishwoods 
What a lovely poem to go with equally lovely images, Sylvia.
I miss my ferns…
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thank you Dale 🙂 those ferns are not mine, but I enjoy them nonetheless….
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For sure! Love watching them unfurl.
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Oh what a delight of words and vision. I can hear the ferns 🙂
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thank you Brian 🙂
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I found this embrace of life so moving, Sylvia, it brought me to tears.
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thank you dear Jet 🙂
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Shadows darken and cool, and pretend both mourning and rest. They both hide and reveal. The shadows on my mind betray my fears and sigh my relief. Thanks for another nice juxtaposition.
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thank you Roger 🙂
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I meant portend not pretend!😣
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Spring is unfurling. ❤️
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yes 🙂
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Lovely, Sylvia! ❤
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thank you Eliza 🙂
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ferntastic
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Ha!
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