Surmising with aplomb
and nary remorse…
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Wonderful post.Greetings.Jalal
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Why thank you, Jalal. I’m so happy you like it. :)
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Really beautiful, it conveys a sense serenity.
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You are so right, Chess. I just came in from a brief walk. So peaceful…spiritual.
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Almost went out with my camera this afternoon; glad you, at least, captured our first snow around here. ( I’m guessing you live fairly close to my area, Blue Ridge Summit. ) Although the cold of winter does not excite me, the beauty & serenity of the snow is not lost on me.
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We’re pretty much neighbors according to google. Yeah, I’m not all in for snow yet but, like you said so eloquently, its effect cannot denied.
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I love how you captured the colors through the snow.
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Thank you, Marissa. Yeah, the way the light played on the snow was mesmerizing. Hard to believe it’s snowtime already…sigh.
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Not here in California. But then again, it’s never snow time in California…sigh.
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I thought it was an impressionistic painting at first. The contrast between the colors left on the trees and the snow is lovely.
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Yes, it struck me with impressionistic vibes, as well. I”m glad you like it, staciejordan. :) And thank you for your poetry submission. It’s very beautiful…heavy. :)
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I know, it sounds heavier than I meant, but was feeling betrayred. It was one of thise days when every word I put on the page was just wrong. That poem was the result of my frustration. That love/hate relationship with writing :)
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Isn’t it wonderful that that one moment of frustration, or anger, or pain, can result in a beautiful and everlasting work of art, such as your poem? I’m so happy you shared it here, with us.
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Yes! I was relieved when it was done! Ha. And I should never type a response on my phone apparently. My last post looks like I was “drenched drunk in wine!” yikes!!! :) thanks for your positive feedback. I appreciate it. My first week of blogging has been sooooo rewarding. And you were one if the very first blogs I read. You should consider yourself a muse.
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:)
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