Look for me.
Among the trees…
In the Woods.
It’s my place …
Look for me, there.
Look for me.
Among the trees…
In the Woods.
It’s my place …
Look for me, there.
The life of the story can only fit into a few words, but what if those words were stories, and then love became poetry.
Random musings, thoughts, and memories. Inspired by 80's lyrics.
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The better you are at resting, the better you will be at working.
“But He answered and said, “It is written, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.’ ”” (Matthew 4:4)
Salty like hot dogs (and tears). Sweet like marmalade (and life).
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Sillyfrog's Blog 
Is that an acorn?
Yes…I edited the photo and added the red color to resemble a heartbeat.
I love this!
Thanks …I think I’d like my headstone to say those same words. 😉
I love how the moss looks like green stars.
It is beautiful…thanks for stopping and commenting.
” Let me take you Home. For I ‘m going there.”
Somehow these lines floated into me as I looked at this wondrous and superb photo. What could be the reason I wonder?
Shakti
You are a wise man. Your comment and message are well received in my heart.