How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.
- William Faulkner
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Thinker and Luisa are back, one year later, with the blog Quoted
Images, Imaged Quotes. Very much look forward to seeing you around and reading your comments and suggestions.
Thinker and Luisa, November 2010
Images, Imaged Quotes. Very much look forward to seeing you around and reading your comments and suggestions.
Thinker and Luisa, November 2010
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- 'May I have your wing, my dear?'
- Thinking of home.
- Jester
- A new face
- Home(s)
- Hidden
- Sentinels
- Why
- Things going on below the roofs
- I am grass.
- Life began.
- An oasis.
- Invisible dagger.
- The window of my tower.
- As near to the edge as I can go.
- Again and again.
- If you don't know where you are going, any road wi...
- Fruit for the soul
- A gate to happiness
- Wind and trees whispering
- Encounters
- On my way
- A morning promise
- Stars and reflections. The beauty of reality.
- Waiting for my wings.
- The reader became the book.
- Must keep moving.
- Melting and reflecting.
- Work and Man, an interdependence relationship.
- Like driving a car at night.
- The color of truth
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2 comments:
Wow, breathtaking, powerful capture!
And a beautiful match.
:) thanks Thinker! I'm happy you like :)
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