Armament a lace of thorns such fierce protection the wild rose grows 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 always, this shot and its verbal poetry as well, is just astounding — something its and your Creator must surely smile over. Thank you for sharing your sight. LikeLike Reply
That prickly spirit–nature–says, if you please Don’t mess with me, or with my simple beauties. LikeLike Reply
Wow those are some fierce and brutal looking thorns. Love the photo and your thoughts about it, Catherine. 🙂 ❤ LikeLike Reply
Sure hope to see this blog in print some day. This is one of (many, many of) the best! LikeLike Reply
Thoughtful… ❄️
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Nice shot. Good thought
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As always, this shot and its verbal poetry as well, is just astounding — something its and your Creator must surely smile over. Thank you for sharing your sight.
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Amazing capture, Seedbud. Well done!
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Love the line, “a lace of thorns”. Beautiful.
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Even in winter: a beauty found.
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Great shot!
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You have a great eye for form and meaning!
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The rose is such a paradox. Perhaps that is why we love it!
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I like it.
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splendid – the two sides of the same coin
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That prickly spirit–nature–says, if you please
Don’t mess with me, or with my simple beauties.
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Very beautiful photo.
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Wow those are some fierce and brutal looking thorns. Love the photo and your thoughts about it, Catherine. 🙂 ❤
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Love this tumble of ideas!
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Sure hope to see this blog in print some day. This is one of (many, many of) the best!
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Wherever do you find so much beauty??
Do share. ❤
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beautiful and moving
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a sharp eye is needed to capture this …
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