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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Thanks for sharing your lovely image.
Peace,
Shannon
Thank you for filling my heart with the truest gift of friendship. Your image here is riveting and haunting with the mysterious beauty and anguish of ultimate love and sacrifice.
I love too that you have invited us to visit another blog beauty. You are such a true example of kindness and generousity, of holding another up into the light.
i am finally home after a long day in the infusion center and had a chance to add the entire sequence of photographs i took as the sun rose on saint patricks day. it was only this early morning when i downloaded them that i saw the green orb grow to fill the arms of mary and the appearance of a cross of light. i hope you will return and take another look, so beautiful!
(as are you!)
xoxoxoxo
i could not write you
a comment
as
one of my last photos
of my mom
was
of her hands ...
even now
i cannot say more
about it }}
Magic!