Thursday, November 21, 2019

Reflection is the narrative,


always has been.  Shadows, too, have gravitas.  Palpable as a fork & knife.  As a pen spilling shadows on a page.
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  1. Susan E. GangelNovember 22, 2019 at 11:54 AM

    Those who have had others left behind know the whisper of the past...and the smooth stones in your photo have been held by someone once...

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