Saturday, March 27, 2010

from les photo archives - Miss W D in an overgrown summers pasture

Sigh ... and me, this early morning I'm wishing I could lie down near her in that tall green grass and disappear. It's not easy hiding from yourself ... but that's where you'll find me this Saturday.


1000, 2000, 3000 ... ready or not here I come ... me


  1. My young daughter keeps blowing kisses at all your doggies.

  2. "Sometimes I go about pitying myself, and all the time I am being carried on great winds across the sky." Chippewa, translated by Robert Bly

  3. Come out, come out, where-ever you are!!!!!!

  4. I see you Susan. Your animals all gathered in that one spot, ears pointed forwards, are a dead give away!x

  5. Are you hiding from the hurts? The hurts that kept catching your attention yesterday? Will the hurts ever go away, do you think?
    I hope so. I am feeling some hurts tonight.

  6. You know you never cease to surprise me with your photography. So beautiful.

    Hold fast, we're here.

  7. It seems like I have hurts every day that come from the ones that love me the most. Why is that? I think they have many hurts, too, and somewhere in the line of communication they come out as anger or irritation or criticism...and sometimes, a need to control. I'm just thinking....and as usual, analyzing. I would LOVE to lie in that beautiful grass..Winnie is saying, "Come on in and rest a while." It is OK; Just curl up and wait a while, you'll be found. Someone will come.


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