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| a walk with my sister |
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| seriously, i think our kitchen has the best lighting ever |
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| a birthday party |
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| a stunning morning-this doesn't do it justice |
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| the rising sun was piercing the fog and it was gorgeous |
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| yummo strawberries |
And because this blog was for me to post what I write:
I was imagining the other day...
Ocean breeze wash my face in the warm afternoon air.
The cool wavy water washes through my light brown hair.
The sand between my toes,
the salty air in my nose.
The summer in the sky
and my hair is quick to dry.
With the warmth of the sun,
the day's nearly done.
I close my eyes as sleep's soft wings flutter past
and the day become a memory. (3/11/11)
Love the fog picture!!
ReplyDeleteseriously, Sara you should sent the second fog picture to a computer company, to put on their computers as a "sample picture"... Or a photo competition, or anything else that has anything with pictures and cash prizes. :D
ReplyDeletealso, that poem made me wish for the beach like you wouldn't believe!
Ahhh, lovely. All of it.
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