Dripping Days

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Gentle dripping days,

a soft soak on a sucking parched sand,

makes me smile,

umbrella in hand,

camera in hand–a balancing act fed by passion and sighs.

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About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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13 Responses to Dripping Days

  1. dorannrule says:

    Beautiful – both the words and the images – as always.

  2. shellakers says:

    Dang! I don’t know which one I like the best! lol STILL raining where you are, huh?

  3. i love everything about the post – the expressive photos, the narrative, the concept and the blurred quality of the series – splendid! very admirable… 🙂

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