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The beauty of the picture Doesn't outweigh the feelinh of the sadness your words. A picture worth a thousand words Words worth a thousand more. Hugs. I always find such comfort in writing. Even when I relieve the bad I do see some good. MsSwanger Journey into my soul.
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Fall leads to Winter and a collecting time for inner strength. Then we get Spring and a fresh outlook and renewal. You will still have your friends, at least here no matter the season. "One Big Sky Covers Us All Equally"
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The beauty of the picture Doesn't outweigh the feelinh of the sadness your words. A picture worth a thousand words Words worth a thousand more. Hugs. I always find such comfort in writing. Even when I relieve the bad I do see some good.
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Fall leads to Winter and a collecting time for inner strength. Then we get Spring and a fresh outlook and renewal. You will still have your friends, at least here no matter the season.
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I do miss the fall colors every now and then but the eternal sunshine here brings renewal every day as the sun rises out of the ocean........
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Well, interesting your picture, both in symbolism and beauty, and I too have a bench that is a reminder of a pain of a love once had, but now faded into the mist of memories. That bench is in a garden park not far from my home. For a few years, it was hard to pass by that bench, surrounded by lush flowers, plants, trees, and not think of lovely nights in the summer, quietly talking as we reflected in the moon flowers, felt the breeze, and looked at the sparkling stars, fused, with his arms around me, me lying by his chest, and just serene in quiet comfort, and speaking of a future. I remember soon after the break up, it was in the bleakness of late October, and it was raining hard, the sky was inky, and i walked unprotected in the whipping weather, soaked to be bone, tears down my face, and it did not seem to care, walked to bench, and sat and wept and wept. When you lose a love, it is hard to recover. I envy those who seem to lose someone, and are dating within weeks, days, etc. I wonder how they do it. The cut worm forgives the plow. W. Blake, Proverbs of Hell
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In the year that I fell pregnant with my son we visited Japan for the first time. My father, an architect and Japanophile, took us to Kyoto to see Autumn Colour. The photos that I took that trip are among the best photographs that I have ever taken. Light on leaves - an arboreal idyll. In your composition I see the pillars (foundations, support) but beyond that the freedom of nature. Letting go and moving on with a bruised heart, soul and mind is the start.
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[image] This is where I had my first breakdown.
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I do miss the fall colors every now and then but the eternal sunshine here brings renewal every day as the sun rises out of the ocean........
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Well, interesting your picture, both in symbolism and beauty, and I too have a bench that is a reminder of a pain of a love once had, but now faded into the mist of memories. That bench is in a garden park not far from my home. For a few years, it was hard to pass by that bench, surrounded by lush flowers, plants, trees, and not think of lovely nights in the summer, quietly talking as we reflected in the moon flowers, felt the breeze, and looked at the sparkling stars, fused, with his arms around me, me lying by his chest, and just serene in quiet comfort, and speaking of a future. I remember soon after the break up, it was in the bleakness of late October, and it was raining hard, the sky was inky, and i walked unprotected in the whipping weather, soaked to be bone, tears down my face, and it did not seem to care, walked to bench, and sat and wept and wept. When you lose a love, it is hard to recover. I envy those who seem to lose someone, and are dating within weeks, days, etc. I wonder how they do it.
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In the year that I fell pregnant with my son we visited Japan for the first time. My father, an architect and Japanophile, took us to Kyoto to see Autumn Colour. The photos that I took that trip are among the best photographs that I have ever taken. Light on leaves - an arboreal idyll. In your composition I see the pillars (foundations, support) but beyond that the freedom of nature. Letting go and moving on with a bruised heart, soul and mind is the start.
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[image] This is where I had my first breakdown.
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Words that will echo.
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tgd As if this was another person's lifetime away.
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As if this was another person's lifetime away.
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