in this bright that is sun . even weeds teach me to sink low
they are strong when weakness prevails . twigs bend . do not break
a field full of swaying dancers creating a summer hum with me knee deep
in a place of no pressure . no concern . no should .. just being . in the light and song
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these are just gorgeous!
xx
I love weeds. So many of them really are so pretty. Queen Anne's lace is a favorite of mine!
Enjoyed the delicate form of these shots. Especially the first one!!!
I love how you find beauty in the simplest of things ...
Too beautiful--both words and pictures, but mainly words. So beautifully said. Always a joy to visit your blog. Have a lovely week. Mickie :)
How peaceful and pretty! I haven't seen any Queen Anne's Lace yet this year!! I must look for some next time I'm out driving!
no should... just being.
this is my favorite post so far, dear friend. what beauty, you. xo
very nice; love the contrasting images; each one better and better
So beautiful!
Oh, yes... I will allow it... "just being--in the light"...that'll do it for me. :o) Wishing you all the bliss for the sweetest summer, my friend ((HUGS))
this is summer. a summer hum - perfect, perfect. i can hear it, feel it. sweat it.
and these are gorgeous shots. :)
xoxo
weeds that teach us ... so much
"they are strong when weakness prevails"
"just being . in the light and song"
your words spoke to my heart.
Personally I love weeds. Most of them are so beautiful and have a strength I admire.
Beautiful post Elk...Just the other day Jim and I were driving and he stopped so I could get some shots of these exact same "weeds".
Have a wonderful day my friend.
i love your words today... and your images. "summer hum". i love that.
Oh I so needed
the beauty that flows from you
today!
Inspired to dance to
unseen breezes
whenever I come around:)
Thanks....beautiful share.
-Jennifer
Wildflowers :)
All grown with tender care from an invisible Gardener's Hand.
Ohhhhhhh. I am watching the light you caught on the beautiful weeds and it is making me so very happy.
I'd like to be in that place with you and the weeds.
I'm pursuing that place of no shoulds or coulds but just trying to be open to the natural flow and rhythm of life right now.
xoxo
i'm so glad you linked this to imperfect prose :) love you friend.
i like how you have caught the light on the weeds
Lovely images..they make me want to go for a walk...hugs for a great weekend.
Thank you for this sacred pause...and the tiny heart of love in the center of the flower in photo number 3...such lovely, gentle words and soft light for contemplation and gratitude.
this is lovely. i'm off to find a field of weeds...
xo
Sigh . . .
Bending. Being.
And these photos caste aside my weariness and makes my soul dance.
I have a thing for 'weeds'. I think yours are glorious x
I too have an odd fondness for flowering weeds. When I was little, I would collect them and make bouquets, and was crushed when my mother didn't want weeds in the house. Now I photograph them for their rugged and unexpected beauty.
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