I like the full heads of dandelion seeds before the wind hits them, and also the remnants, hanging on for dear life.
That’s a super picture! Tom
Tom – Thanks. It gives me the sense of hanging on for dear life, although I suppose the seeds are actually ready to go.
Here’s another paradox — there can be perfection in imperfection. Jim T
Jim – 🙂
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Posted: 2024 Oct 04
Praying - Mary Oliver
It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.
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That’s a super picture!
Tom
Tom – Thanks. It gives me the sense of hanging on for dear life, although I suppose the seeds are actually ready to go.
Here’s another paradox — there can be perfection in imperfection.
Jim T
Jim – 🙂