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By Sheila: September 11, 2013
Lilac Beauty just for you!
In pink and lime, she dresses,
displaying her allure, boldly,
a tenebrous, little lady,
seductively, she poses.
By Sheila: September 10, 2013
In Pink and Lime she Dresses
Almost obscured by other flowers and foliage, this little jewel invited me to taken her picture. I took this photo last week on September 5, 2013, during my jaunt up the Big Thompson Canyon. I hope you enjoy her beauty as much as I do.
Once my bark, reflected beauty,
smooth, strong and pretty. ~
Pride felt, standing in my meadow,
providing food, shade for many a fellow. ~
My branches, a home to countless lives,
birds build nests and thrive. ~
Now ugly and scarred, as you can see,
slowly dying, deep inside. ~
On to my being, egos branded,
why people feel the need, let’s be candid. ~
They can’t just look upon my existence,
admiring my purpose from a distance. ~
With assault complete, they leave,
a piece of my soul, bereaved.
By Sheila: September 9, 2013
Look closely at this Aspen Tree and you will see how many times people have carved their initials, their names and even statements in to the bark. To me this is sad.
I took this photo on September 5, 2013.
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“The busy bee has no time for sorrow.”
I took this photo on September 5, 2013 in the Big Thompson Canyon. I don’t remember ever seeing a Red-tailed Bee. I was glad to see so many.
A Spider”s Web
droplets of water
graces a spider’s web
forming illusions of reflection
tell me, what you see
when you gaze into these drops
dreaming from the heart
are they borrowed or yours
tell me, sincerely
when the glow softens, at the end of this day
and twilight dims the light
reflections turn inward
tell me, what transpires
droplets of water
gracing a spider’s web
now forming reflections of reality
tell me, what you believe
reflections, of the heart
must always find their way
becoming reflections in the mind
so they can emerge again, tell me
By Sheila: September 7, 2013
I captured this spider’s web on September 5, 2013, as I walked around a nature park in the Big Thompson Canyon. The spider build it’s web up against a big boulder and was almost hidden among some foliage. I took the shot looking straight down.
a wild rose, stands tall
untouched in the forest
what do they reveal to me
happiness, deep in the woods
This photo was taken September 5, 2013 a few miles up the Big Thompson Canyon.