Photos, always...and coffee forever
Touch by hand is often lost in the flux and flow of time...But a word -- good or bad -- stays imprinted in memory...I have had much in the blogworld --and they stay so imprinted ---But precious are they -- Many are, but as much tearing was some others.Your picture and words brought back all those memories for a second, Lorraine..Effective, it is :)love, dev
memories of certain touches are so spiritual..Thats I thought reading this..
A love touch is never forgotten sweet Dev ;)Thanks very much Gautami :)
Gosh how beautifully said Lorraine - very sweet and evocative words - perfect photo too.
Thanks so much Janice, you know how much it means to me :)
oh, and your words are precious, too. beautiful detail...
Thanks very much Polona ;)
The gentle curve of the hand suggests to me that it is carefully cradling these memories.
Much resonance in the image and words--the timelessness of the stone hand, and the grace of its lines, the tenderness of the gesture...
Oh my goodness, Lorraine, this blog of yours is wonderful. You have an amazing way with words...and you actually come up with something everyday...wow. Thank you so much your nice comments on my blog. I'm delighted you came to visit and I will be back here often. Hugs, Suzanne
How poetic Arlene, thanks a lot :)Fireb, thanks for this very sweet message :)Hey Suzanne, how nice you are, and I loved your blog I found myself chuckling, singing along with Elton John, I like that, I will also go back to visit..hugs, right back at 'ya :)
yes they do!
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