it is, jen. and i am a morning person, and as i rose early and looked out the window, i saw – even more new snow! well, hopefully i’ll be seeing the warm beautiful dawns very soon )
More snow, Beth? None today here, a hint of blue outside our windows. The TV weatherman just said “tomorrow may be winter’s last gasp.” So, with spring coming sometime in our lives, I will say to you, all thanks to your tremendously educational post:
yes, mark, indeed, once again, i looked out expecting to see flowers blooming and a pink sunrise and all i saw was a grey sky and more snow on the ground. thanks for the encouragement, i know it will come, and soon! you are so right, sometimes you just gotta gokatta. thanks for using it in a sentence, i hope that you’ll have another chance to do that soon.
Is the reverse true? Poetry is loud painting? I THINK I SHALL NEVER SEE A POEM AS LOVELY AS A TREE! Boom–I just painted that. (Not quite as serene as the picture you posted…)
I had not heard this one, painting is silent poetry. So profound, you found a very beautiful and springy painting, too. Like the definition, you know how I love words and their interpretations, Beth! Great and pleasant post today!
how serene that is x
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it is, jen. and i am a morning person, and as i rose early and looked out the window, i saw – even more new snow! well, hopefully i’ll be seeing the warm beautiful dawns very soon )
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I hope so too sweety, you deserve some sunshine and warm weather. It’s been a long and very cold winter for you. I have my fingers crossed :-) x
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it has and thank god for that little respite below the equator! i know it’s coming, i know it’s coming!
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:-)
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More snow, Beth? None today here, a hint of blue outside our windows. The TV weatherman just said “tomorrow may be winter’s last gasp.” So, with spring coming sometime in our lives, I will say to you, all thanks to your tremendously educational post:
You gotta Gokatta.
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yes, mark, indeed, once again, i looked out expecting to see flowers blooming and a pink sunrise and all i saw was a grey sky and more snow on the ground. thanks for the encouragement, i know it will come, and soon! you are so right, sometimes you just gotta gokatta. thanks for using it in a sentence, i hope that you’ll have another chance to do that soon.
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Yeah, at this point I think we have to ask Weather to put its supervisor on the line since the snow and cold this year is just beyond irresponsible.
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i agree!
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Gorgeous.
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it is simply beautiful, isn’t it?
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That’s coolio.
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thanks )
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Wow! I want to get lost in that image. :)
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i know, it really draws you in, doesn’t it?
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Is the reverse true? Poetry is loud painting? I THINK I SHALL NEVER SEE A POEM AS LOVELY AS A TREE! Boom–I just painted that. (Not quite as serene as the picture you posted…)
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wow, a great thought k. perfect.
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Beautiful painting and beautiful sentiment.
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thank you )
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A truly beautiful pairing. The colors are so enchanting.
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i agree, they are )
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It’s a beautiful painting. And wonderful quotes. An appreciation of art and nature sustains the soul.
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it is, i agree henry. and i love to combine words with images to create a whole feeling. beth
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Beautiful
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it is, david )
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I had not heard this one, painting is silent poetry. So profound, you found a very beautiful and springy painting, too. Like the definition, you know how I love words and their interpretations, Beth! Great and pleasant post today!
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me too, i am a great lover of words, robin ) thanks –
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Truly beautiful, Beth. Thank you for sharing. :)
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my pleasure )
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I just love this concept. Beautiful.
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me too, michael. and thank you )
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