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Friday, June 03, 2011

light






i am not my house.
my car.
my job.
my kitchen.

i breathe in golden evening light.
and a calm comes over me.

the very air itself shimmers golden.
liquid gold.

and realize that light is all there really is.

14 comments:

  1. How true. Light is everything ... and so beautifully captured in your photographs.

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  2. So lovely! What a perfect day for capturing the light.

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  3. These are beautiful, and I love the poem.

    xox

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  4. Prairie reminiscent. Nicely done.

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  5. Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous. I love the colors and the softness.

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  6. Thoughtful and well done ... it's obvious you rejoiced in the golden light. Kudos.

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  7. I love these shots :-) Especially the buttercups.

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  8. Love the poem! And the pictures are beautiful. Your words reign so true...thank you.

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  9. Hello Julie

    Love your pictures and the yellow color. The poem makes me think--thanks for sharing!

    Best
    Tracy :)

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  10. You really caught the light here. Tremendous images.

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