Every day, or every other day or when ever I feel like it, ramblings of an artist, photographer, enjoy-er of life and the paradoxes that brings.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
A rose by any other name
Would be as sweet and still smell the same... It's a cold, gloomy sorta kinda rainy day here in ABQ so I am concentrating on these instead. Happy Thursday.
I know where THESE roses are. I especially am grateful that you took these photos and posted them. It's my first year of not seeing them since I no longer am in that area...
Not quite as old as dirt, but getting there. As happy as I choose to be at any given time. Delighted to share my humble but adequate opinion at any time. Trying to do the right thing because it is the right thing to do and doing the next right thing when I screw up...
Leather Lips because that's what came up in spell check once when my name was typed in and true in some seasons!
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I know where THESE roses are. I especially am grateful that you took these photos and posted them. It's my first year of not seeing them since I no longer am in that area...
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