Thursday, July 28, 2011

I'll Love You Forever ...

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Saturday, July 23, 2011

Even If


"I'll wait for you, even if you never come."

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Friday, July 22, 2011

The Grace That Comes To Us ...

"It is the tenderness that breaks our hearts. The loveliness that leaves us stranded on the shore, watching the boats sail away. It is the sweetness that makes us want to reach out and touch the soft skin of another person.  And it is the grace that comes to us, undeserving though we be ... "

— Robert Goolrick (The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life)


(Photos taken at Central Park Boat House in Manhattan)

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Monday, July 18, 2011

A Mother's Heart

The day when the mother of a son also becomes the mother of a daughter ...

(Dear, Sweet Tamara)

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Sunday, July 17, 2011

"My Soul Will Find Yours"




Mr. and Mrs. Joshua Brewer


(more closely cropped ... Tamara, if you click on the photo, you will see it larger ... and if you click twice, you will see it even larger)

I liked the light coming through the top of the trees in the larger version ... I may go in and try to take out those white cars.

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Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Even The Flowers Were In Love ....

I stumbled upon these two embracing flowers during Josh and Sarah's wedding reception ... located beside Steve and Tamara's back sunroom.    Seemed sweet and very appropriate on this special day when love was in the air.

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Monday, July 11, 2011

Enraptured




A sweet little girl at Josh and Sarah's wedding ....

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Friday, July 8, 2011

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables


"Of course, in a novel, people's hearts break, and they die and that is the end of it; and in a story this is very convenient. But in real life we do not die when all that makes life bright dies to us."


— Harriet Beecher Stowe

(Photo taken in Alexandria, VA)

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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

My Victoria

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Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Like a Long Leaving ....


"She plays the notes like a winging, like a long leaving, like standing at the edge of what once was and witnessing the losing of something pure and prayed for. It is like Asia weeping, like a sky crying. 'This one,' I turn to her at the piano, 'it always makes me hurt just a bit, Hope.' Is it the beauty of the song?' "

(Ann Voskamp ... "Holy Experience")

(Photo taken in my sister Bonnie's yard)

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