weeds
The wind whistles
a solitary song
tuneless, lonely
warning of the cold to come.
winter bites its heels,
Churning up the seas, changing
its palette from summer blue
to gunmetal grey....
winter
author unknown...
This December has been warm here at the beach. And foggy...
Peaceful, opalescent evenings....
beginning before you know it
12/14/11----almost 60*, not even sweater weather. Should I finally put my shorts away? Or what?
love
lizzy
.........gone to the beach
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| self-portrait/december note the curve of the earth [or lens?] in the background distance to the dunes is 2? miles |
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you know me, i loved those pictures, keep your shorts out...hahaha here in kansas is sweatpants weather in the 40's...love margaret loved the self picture as well...
ReplyDeletehey Lizzy,
ReplyDeletei love the crooked halo picture, your angels are such precious little dollies.
happy holidays, and yeah i need a guardian angel for real here.
love margaret