Once I lived in dark suspension, imagination running wild, a dark and forbidden forest forgotten, and built a web of tales to hide within, never looking always dreaming, but now I find that all the webs have flown wide to vanish, sisters spinning soon forgotten and all I have left are these words



Sunday, October 10, 2010

A gift of beautiful flowers.


I couldn't help but post a picture of these flowers. My husband was awarded these after a recital in which he performed on October 10th, 2010. They smell devine and are very pretty. I wish that they could talk. I'd imagine I would feel very much like Alice then....
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  1. D.L. WhiteNovember 2, 2010 at 10:01 PM

    Those are so beautiful and perfect, I almost can't believe they're real! Thanks for posting a pic of them. (I didn't realize you were posting on your blog again - sorry for the late reply.)

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  2. K. D. HillNovember 5, 2010 at 10:30 PM

    Glad you liked them and that I shared my picture. I am going to try to stick to my usual :one blog post a month". I hope I can stick more to that schedule.

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