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30 April

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outdoor wednesday

29 April

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-seashell- texture tuesday texture twist our world

28 April

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Well I think it's fine building jumbo planes or taking a ride on a cosmic train switch on summer from a slot machine get what you want if you want - 'cause you can get anything I know we've come a long way  we're changing day to day  but tell me where do the children play? -Cat Stevens these are a few of the things we saw as we walked the beaches yesterday we live on an island after all winds blow and seas storm all things return to the sea so water bottles and what not that are blown from recycling bins travel through streets and neighborhoods into waterways - into rivers  into the seas back up onto beaches  where the tides carry them back out until they are broken down into tiny microscopic pieces and are consumed by marine life who then either die themselves or are consumed by guess who? mosaic monday

27 April

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I hear you speak to me through those i love i have seen your beastly dance I have seen you chew my people up and spit them out do you wear them proudly like a beaded necklace?  I have watched you channel through rivers like blood through veins yes you have a branch on my tree of friends and family but you are a cheat you have no guts to face what you leave behind  I do not release you you are not absolved fuck you cancer sunday whirl

27 April

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there's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be it's easy all you need is love pax et bonum sea-foam bubbles I have always believed that love is truly all we need. I agree with those that say we must love ourselves before we can love others. However, I do not believe one can truly love themselves until they have felt a deep and abiding love for some one other than themselves. jump this was taken on the last day of school last year pajamas blur chalk songography scavenger hunt sunday

25 April

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walking the beach of a morning i found spring stealing across the Atlantic she lighted up the sandy shore with her coquettish  and quicksilver promises and though I am well experienced with her capricious ways I allow her easy access  to my cold heart and twirl with the greenness of young girl once again as flighty spring sparkles and dances over the cool water and as i turn toward home  I  feel the wind rustling the leaves at my feet and I know  she but toys with me  friday finds

24 April

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everywhere little things are blossoming now daffodils are bouncing yellow along old rock walls magnolia and dogwood petals stand pink and white against blue sky and tiny grape hyacinths blossom in the woodland gardens little things thursday thursday favorite things share your cup

22 April

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simple texture tuesday texture twist

21 April

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together they were nothing but a mess of sharp aches  rocking on that bridge smokin' a bone limbs open swaying in the breeze steal  away up here  to watch those troubles slip away below them like dirty water down the kitchen sink you don't gotta tell them twice Sunday Whirl

19 April

strong brave funny kind sorta pretty smart good eye nice ass sorta old big heart compassionate photographer poet writer plays fair beach girl good girl mother lover friend aware early riser seaside walker nature lover wood sprite beautiful meloncholy laughing giving doesn't fight light dancer music maker peasant legs part elf sexy sunny reaching forward growing myself dverse imaginary gardens with real toads

18 April

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friday finds anything blue friday 1440

15 April

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even spring is born of season's past crocus and tiny flowers push their way through skeleton leaves that molder in dust and molder in dust again  texture tuesday texture twist

14 April

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macro monday 2 i love macro nature notes blo-ma

13 April

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and in the neon light i saw... sounds of silence Simon and Garfunkle song-ography

13 April

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the beach which stood empty the cold winter will not be long neglected now that warmer weather's here signs of spring the last thing i bought was this country farm-house teapot   shadow  four green beads scavenger hunt sunday our beautiful world

13 april

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(my father is the center man in uniform) my father was a sportswriter for the Boston newspapers when we were young he would take us to the game the red sox Carlton Fisk Luis Tiant Carl Yastrzemski "Yaz" they would take their turns around the bases stiff wrists holding onto wooden bats  I can hear the chanting of the crowds in the moonlight of my memories I swear the sound of a baseball game  is so deeply ingrained in me  it brings me right back to  my papa sitting on the back porch  listening to an old transistor radio on a porcelain table Play Ball..... only a brief story in the limbo of my youth almost gaudy in its melancholy and then I tumble into home Sunday whirl poetry jam

11 April

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Daddy and his girlfriend live in a green house near the beach we all live on the second floor where the trees can reach me and my brother got a room with nice new beds and when we wake up in the morning the sun is shining on our heads I drew our house with crayons and it came out really nice my brother said that it was dumb so I smacked him -twice daddy's girlfriend hung it up, 'cause she's nice like that we have a fish named Freddy-Bob but we can't get a cat at the beach with daddy when the sun is high he throws us in the water and we feel like we can fly then we lay down on our towels till we're really, really hot and we walk back home for cookies, 'cause I'm hungry quite a lot in the evening in the kitchen when the sun is low we eat our dinner at the table near the open window we can see the girls play softball in the park across the street and watch them running 'round the bases in their sneakered feet daddy

11 April

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for the love of trees perhaps one day we can listen to the lesson of the trees and slow down enough to pay attention to the details  ~ i may head out to the nursery this weekend to purchase some pansies for the porch so cheery ~ the weather has finally changed here even when the wind is blustery the daylight temps  seem to be staying above the mid fifties I have been walking the beach in the morning but as you can tell from the wind on the waves it isn't quite sunbathing weather yet   ~ speaking of wind...  every time we drive anywhere lately we notice plastic grocery bags blowing around  stuck high up in the tree tops, in bushes, on the ground please make a concerted effort not to use them ~  it is the end of the school term and i have 3 papers  and a group project due for one class alone yikes random 5 friday friday finds my town shoot out

10 april

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 they have started a new fence line along the Long beach side of the causeway little things thursday

8 April

the rain is falling like fingers outside our bedroom window when i wake in the wee of the night if it were your fingers raining on me i would hear the sultry pitter patter of my sighs evaporating in the darkness instead of the rain fall outside and i am damp and muggy without you   friday flash 55

8 April

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mosaic monday texture tuesday texture twist

7 April

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macro monday 2 i love macro nature notes  sweet shot tuesday our world tuesday blo-ma

6 April

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once i stuck my fingers in the waterfalls of time  I can never forget the way the droplets of water looked in that light suspended in the air like tiny diamonds time is not a barrier time is not a single unit it zips back and forth forming  pleats i feel your power shining  in the pockets of light and because i am not tough i travel there and find you in the details time poetry jam sunday whirl

6 april

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macro wheels shiny this is a section of a series of 9 mosaic murals celebrating the oceanside city near where I live I had never seen them before yesterday the detail in them is amazing the weather here has finally turned I walk the beach almost every day so I suppose you might say that walking is my favorite sport this is a "mermaid's purse" or the egg case of a shark, ray or skate scavenger hunt sunday our beautiful world

5 Saturday

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my family rocks! the saturday photo hunt saturday's photo hunt

4 April

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it is not the words that you once wrote or even the letters that you formed with your fine fingers it is the whisper of your essence on the yellowed paper the lingering breath of your thoughts the fading pen marks where your once strong hand forged lines into a language I would carry in my heart long after your sweet lips stopped long after your hands were still long after your last breath dverse imaginary gardens with real toads

4 April

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six word friday

4 April

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Joe and I recently discovered 9 mosaic tiles hanging  along the waterfront in the next town over while we were out and about they are so creative and detailed and fun I plan on going back again to get some more photos. ~ the days have been sunny and warm (in the high 40s) this makes me very happy ~ I have seen both of my daughters two times recently this makes me even happier ~ i have to go to the market tomorrow this does not make me happy ~ I got a new lens adapter from photojojo! I've been having so much fun with it! random 5 friday friday finds my town shoot out

3 April

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this is a small section of one in a series of nine mosaic tiles  which hang along a waterfront walkway and pier. They were done by a couple of local artists and  depict scenes from the city which we see from our tiny island.  You can see the traffic coming in from Boston, the beach people, and the joggers along the parkway. little things thursday thursday favorite things   share your cup

2 april

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one day to mark your time  the sun comes up orange and pink over the horizon and you step into the morning imaginary gardens with real toads street poetry

2 April

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wordless wednesday water world wednesday outdoor wednesday nature notes

1 April

when the sun came back out she walked to where the sidewalk ended and then she turned around and walked back home to where he waited with bacon and eggs for breakfast  imaginary gardens with real toads 37 words or less...