She was a gem. And to capture her beauty was not something that was easy for me. She could hardly stand still. She kept running and tripping over herself just to avoid me. And in the end I gave up trying to take her picture. And instead just admired her.
One Bouquet – Three Views (Two were simply not enough!)
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“…could hardly stand still…. running and tripping over herself…”
How refreshing that you used such phrases to describe what is usually referred to as a “still life.”
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π She had life… But not still! Glad to see your comment here π
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Beautiful. This cheered me this morning!
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Thank you! I’m glad it cheered you π
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How beautiful! Was it a special occasion? π
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π Yes… A wedding – my brother’s π The label from the previous post as well as these flowers came during the reception!
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Your words sketched a deeper feeling for the photos… well said!
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Thank you Sheen π
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