Yesterday the black dog came to visit me, the same black dog who used to visit Winston Churchill. When my daughter came around, she could see the black dog had turned up too and that I was completely at his mercy. She made her leave with a simple kiss and goodbye, "hope he goes soon", I nodded in agreement. For when he's around he completely demands my attention and there's no shaking him loose! On retiring I sternly told the black dog I didn't understand the reason for his visit and that I thought I had sat with him for long enough and to be gone in the morning! *** I've not seen him so far, this morning thank goodness !!! It is the beginning of a brand new day, I am grateful for each day of my life... I was at a funeral on Friday, to say we'd anticipated a sad day all turned out most beautifully.... my favourite hymn was sung 'Morning has Broken' On this brand new day I'm sitting here tapping the k...
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imagine!
thank you for this chance to walk in peace and offer beauty.
love to you foxy sue!
There is your own silhouette downcast with your lovely hair drawn back, then looking upward as the sunlight begins to stream through the room, the gauzy lace, the raising of the "chalice" in an almost sacred moment of color and all is silhouette, the wall being your canvas. It is really quite an astonishing series of photographs. Thank you for sharing such beauty and soulful depth with us today.
Loving you,
Noelle