Huge moons there wax and wane
Again--again--again
Every moment of the night--
Forever changing places--
And they put out the starlight
With the breath from their pale faces.
Edgar Allen Poe
I couldn't agree with you more, trees are wonderful! I find myself wishing they could tell us all the things they've seen as they've stood there watching history go by.
I love quirky, whimsical, unusual things in my art and my photography. I love worn, vintage things with a feeling of having been around for a long while. I am a very visual, tactile oriented person. I think of myself as an autumn child. I am stimulated by the colors and temperatures of this beautiful season. I also love the faded, used colors of old fabrics and textiles. I have lots of different interests, reading, sewing, knitting and photography. I worked as a news and wedding photographer for many years. Now I photograph my children, grandchildren, pets and surroundings for my own pleasure.
The moon is a silver orb that enchants the night. They say you can fall in love if you stand too long in it's silver light. I fell under it's spell, for it is caught in my looking glass. It lures me, but when I reach to touch it's slivery glow, my fingers touch the cold surface of my looking glass. It's only a relfection, this my looking glass moon. Then I wonder if my life has become a looking glass moon, only a reflection. And so I need to put a bit of myself here so I know I am real.
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Very nice!
I couldn't agree with you more, trees are wonderful! I find myself wishing they could tell us all the things they've seen as they've stood there watching history go by.
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