I don't know what the connection is, but I cannot help but collect photos of water droplets strung along grass blades, deposited upon petals, and captured in webs. There is a strange fascination for me in the reflective beads of water that capture the suns light and bejewel nature's kingdom.
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Does My Memory Serve Me?
Is it the memory that serves me Or is it the other way ‘round…? For the greater part of those shades That falter in and out o...
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Blue Ridge, Georgia is a lovely little town tucked away in the corner of the state amidst foothill mountains, lakes, rivers and pastures. Th...
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The Completely Unabridged, Naked Truth About Grandma Inspired by the work of a fellow artist during a class taught by Tra...
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Reflections on a Christmas message... Yesterday’s question from the pastor was why are we so often “unprepared” for this day, this sea...
