hot summer days with the early morning sun shining through leaves and petals — making shadows on the walls like paintings on canvas, like unconscious meditations
the hazy noon lull creeps upon us — a listless veil of drowsy breezes caresses our afternoon nap-time dreams
the evening closes late, a holiday dive-bar atmosphere of abandon — another summer day locked up tight, slips softly from the present, right into the past
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Nice summation, Sylvia. Summer is sublime! 💚
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thank you so very much Eliza!
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Beautiful set of photos. Very representative of summer. 😊
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it’s fleeting right? thank you Lynette!
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Lovely words and photos, Sylvia, those sweet summer days! ❤️😊
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yes! thank you John!
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you are welcome, Sylvia. 😊
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So lovely and summery Sylvia 🥰
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thank you Brian!
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I love your beautiful poetic prose to go with your sweet images. This is so very much summer.
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thank you so very much Dale!
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My pleasure!
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As always, beautiful poetry and photography, elegantly juxtaposed.
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that’s very kind Roger, thank you
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thank you!!
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“Holiday dive bar atmosphere”, just so darn descriptive 👏👏👏.
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thank you Ted!
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Love the shadows around your mirror. A lot of romance in your prose that I absolutely love.
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thanks ever so much Tara
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Mid-summer gorgeousness.
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thank you Deborah
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Lovely poetry to accompany your terrific images, Sylvia. I lingered over your mirror image and your door, especially.
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Thank you Jane…shadows are so interesting aren’t they?
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