can we speak in flowers.
it will be much easier for me to understand.
–other language
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flower work
is
not easy.
remaining
soft in the fire
takes
time.
nayyirah waheed, poems from salt.
About the image: The pansies above were captured last spring during one of my photo walks. I gave the “flowers” (poems included) to sisters and friends for Women’s History Month. Since most have received them, I’m sharing them here for #WordlessWednesday. You need flowers too.
Love them Chandra. Blessed to receive them 🙂
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Did you receive them in person as well? 🤗
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Wow another round of purple, and with yellow to boot. Thanks, Chandra.
Lovely link-up.
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Thank you! I can’t resist the purple!
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Love this blend of colors.
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I wonder why…😏 I’ve actually been calling these “LSU flowers.” Lol.
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I’ll take that description 😂
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😂 😂 😂
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Thank you for sharing!.. 🙂
“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” Leo Buscaglia
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I love that quote. I’ll have to find a way to incorporate it. Thank you for sharing it!
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Beautiful picture of beautiful flowers!
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Thank you, Janet! Hugs!
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Love…this!
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Thanks! I love nayyirah waheed’s poems. Salt stays with me!
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That’s a beautiful image. I love it! ❤
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Thank you!!!
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