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some images from the past week
Things hanging from a line: it could be grape vines encumbering utility lines...
... or, this morning, it could be laundry. I like my new line-lifting pole (a fallen tree bough), it's like a mast.
Yesterday, our neighbor across the street was celebrating her daughter's college graduation. THIS GIANT RED BIG-RIG CAB was bringing all the boys to the yard. Literally.
Out back that same evening, ferns were green flames in the deep shade. I love ferns; they were my wings in childhood.
... or, this morning, it could be laundry. I like my new line-lifting pole (a fallen tree bough), it's like a mast.
Yesterday, our neighbor across the street was celebrating her daughter's college graduation. THIS GIANT RED BIG-RIG CAB was bringing all the boys to the yard. Literally.
Out back that same evening, ferns were green flames in the deep shade. I love ferns; they were my wings in childhood.
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What a great image!
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...is this where "I heard it through the grapevine" comes from? *runs away cackling*
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Where are my fern-wings of pursuit when I need them?!! (but you know, you could be right...)
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I'm sorry. The pun too dreadful to resist! You just reminded me though - an old English name for the whip-poor-will was a "fernowl". :)
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That's excellent.
Out back that same evening, ferns were green flames in the deep shade. I love ferns; they were my wings in childhood.
So is this statement.
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When the vines hang out their laundry
with the fresh crisp flowers.
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