beautiful patterns everywhere— my anxious eyes rest on shadows, running along edges and staring hard until the picture changes, gets defined, becomes blinding and then visible—
changed, altered, simplified,
I am calm once again
beautiful patterns everywhere— my anxious eyes rest on shadows, running along edges and staring hard until the picture changes, gets defined, becomes blinding and then visible—
changed, altered, simplified,
I am calm once again
Do you ever look at a tree and focus on the shadows instead of what the sun is lighting up, Sylvia. Always an interesting perspective.
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Yes, it is always interesting. I love looking at shadows.
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This is wonderful, Sylvia. Love this.
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Thank you so much Dale.
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👏🏼 Nice artistry!
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Beautiful.
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Thank you.
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Thank you Lynette.
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Such wonderful photos and thoughts, Sylvia! ❤️
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Thank you John.
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You are welcome, Sylvia. 😊
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Open to the light
Embrace color and shadows
Healing beyond words
🙏🏻
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Lovely.
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Very creative. Love it.
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Thank you Sherry.
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a red raindrop at the end. 🙂
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yes!
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I am a shadow-watcher, too, Sylvia. I recognized immediately that dotted thing that blinds can do. Lovely words, too, my friend.
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Thank you so much Jet.
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