Old Friends the frail sun, the frosty lawn the old tree and tire swing wait for summer Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
As Ever, You’ve hit the mark again 🙂 Wonderful poem and Beautiful Image! I used to be best friends with a Monkey Swing 🙂 LikeLike Reply
This image with writing has a strong presence. It makes me think of the freshness of childhood, the lasting power of innocence. LikeLike Reply
(… and children’s laughs!)
Beautiful!
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Perfect caption for the image 🙂 Very nostalgic indeed…
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As Ever, You’ve hit the mark again 🙂 Wonderful poem and Beautiful Image! I used to be best friends with a Monkey Swing 🙂
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🙂
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You’re still having frost in mid-May?
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How beautiful! And a fitting poem too.
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Nostalgic!
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This brought back so many happy, old memories! Thanks 🙂
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Beautiful
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Old friends welcoming a new day ..
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What a tree! I love the ‘frail sun’ …. Jane
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This is beautiful. I can’t wait to look through more of your blog.
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What a beautiful tree!!
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Waiting, waiting! Love the title.
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This image with writing has a strong presence. It makes me think of the freshness of childhood, the lasting power of innocence.
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old days…
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Very nice.
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Perfectly lovely…
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Simple image and beautifully crafted words. Love it! Sonia Jones Travel
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Lovely picture
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What a great tree!! Huge! Great!
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