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Grateful for Ecstasy

I am grateful on this day, 
Sunday, 19th December 2010, 
for
Ecstasy

Aristotle said
"the soul never thinks without a picture"


I'm 
reflecting,


much to reflect on,


images flash before me,


 dizzy with ecstasy,


bring it on ...



stumble 
on
ecstasy

Comments

Charlotte said…
Beautiful pictures Mummy, sounds like you've had a dreamy day. Love you lots.

C xxx
Elizabeth said…
Wow. The photos are gorgeous -- I look forward to reading more of your blog --
turquoise cro said…
LOVE the snowy window picture with the icicle?!!!All of those snowy pics are beautiful! Happy Sunday! I like that peeking sunrise too or is it sunset?!!! hehe
Dearest Sue,
I love these wintry scenes. It is my thought that the window within the first image is our entry into your soul's reflection. You take us on a journey from Snowy day to sun's ecstasy. I am reminded of something Loren Eisley once said, in his essay "The Brown Wasps" speaking on behalf of living existence: "We cling to a time and a place because without them man is lost, not only man but life."
xo,
Noelle
rebecca said…
oh sue....
you have completely transported me.
deep sighs.
i love where you have taken me today.


xoxoxoxox,
rebecca
eb said…
BEAutiful
all this Joy
dancing in ecstasy
oh yes...

xox - eb.

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