Since early childhood I have always been drawn to a cool riverbank. A spot to puff the seeds of dandelions and watch them float away on the breeze. Count mayflies alighting on the sparkling water for an instant and contemplate the knowledge that by day's end their journey will be over. A shady rill, a place to dream, to rest, to revitalize.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
TRANSPARENT
"I can see right through you".... how many times have I said that in my life. If I had a nickel for each time I would be a rich woman today. Having been blessed with a certain extra-sensory instinct, I tend to read people very well. That being the case, I often know their next move before they do, a blessing and a curse over the years, I must say. But, I ramble, as usual.....
The butterfly above makes transparency a state of uniqueness.....feast on the beauty of the butterfly itself, while simultaneously enjoying the flower that nurtures the insect. The eyes are twice blessed.
"I can see right through you" who knew what joy that phrase could offer?
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