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March 07, 2007


Oh, these are so beautiful - the poem and the photos. How wonderful to come here this morning and read and see these. I especially like the 'host of angels image' which plays back and forth with the shadows in the second photo.

Beautiful, both hot and cold images! The sounds of squeaky snow brings back memories of living in colder climates.

Beautiful, Beth!

Beautiful, Beth.

I'm reminded of the summer I spent back in Texas after my first year of college in the Northeast. I was lonely and depressed and it was a difficult season. I wrote poems, late at night, trying to remember the squeak of boots on snow -- already, Texas was no longer home...

Oh that's a lovely piece of writing. Made me smile.

Wonderful details. That second photo is fascinating.

I loved this post. (Hello Beth!)

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