J - There are so many ways to regard a blackberry. There is so much folklore, theology and superstition connected to this fruit I think it is wisest to choose the most sympathetic to our sensibilities.
I placed a sprinkling of elderberries in with the brew to ward off evil, just in case :)
It´s so moving! Just three photos and 15 words (yes, I read them again and again and counted them, don't know why): a circular thread that goes from red to black, from black to red, from sweetness to bitterness, from bitterness again to sweetness.
Funny, with blackberries... I think that they look very tasty, but then when I eat them they taste like sweet wood or something. Yes, so much folklore to do with blackberries.
Thank you all for your comments. I'm feeling much better now than when I posted this.
I'm looking for poetry of the same caliber of WB Yeats Stolen Child. Any suggestions?
TO THE LADY CREWE, UPON THE DEATH OF HER CHILD by Robert Herrick Why, Madam, will ye longer weep, Whenas your baby's lull'd asleep? And, pretty child, feels now no more Those pains it lately felt before.
All now is silent; groans are fled; Your child lies still, yet is not dead, But rather like a flower hid here, To spring again another year.
i red this two days ago, and i felt so much pain in it, that i could not find the words to translate the emotions i wanted to put in my comment. i only could send you some love and strenght that time:))
I just heard...
A girl...
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so good photographys!!
Our mind works on so many levels...truly amazing in the quiet profound way. -J
Thank you Caio :)
J - There are so many ways to regard a blackberry. There is so much folklore, theology and superstition connected to this fruit I think it is wisest to choose the most sympathetic to our sensibilities.
I placed a sprinkling of elderberries in with the brew to ward off evil, just in case :)
! I like these photos, especially the first one; amazing colours... :)
Sorry for your loss...
Scrybe - Thank you :)
Susan - Thanks. Least I can plan the funeral now. Thats something...
It´s so moving! Just three photos and 15 words (yes, I read them again and again and counted them, don't know why): a circular thread that goes from red to black, from black to red, from sweetness to bitterness, from bitterness again to sweetness.
my thoughts are with you x x
Yes, the photos are really wonderful!
Funny, with blackberries... I think that they look very tasty, but then when I eat them they taste like sweet wood or something. Yes, so much folklore to do with blackberries.
Very beautiful photos! I like the feeling in the photos.
Thank you all for your comments. I'm feeling much better now than when I posted this.
I'm looking for poetry of the same caliber of WB Yeats Stolen Child. Any suggestions?
TO THE LADY CREWE, UPON THE DEATH OF HER CHILD by Robert Herrick
Why, Madam, will ye longer weep,
Whenas your baby's lull'd asleep?
And, pretty child, feels now no more
Those pains it lately felt before.
All now is silent; groans are fled;
Your child lies still, yet is not dead,
But rather like a flower hid here,
To spring again another year.
Gorgeous pics ! It's so beautiful and earthy. I love hearing your tales of folklore Jasmine, Thank you.
Like with the change in Season. The different 'fruits' appear in our mind's eye.
I am liking your pictures,you; and your words that compliment such.
love these photos! :)
i red this two days ago, and i felt so much pain in it, that i could not find the words to translate the emotions i wanted to put in my comment.
i only could send you some love and strenght that time:))
Dear Jasmine, your words & images - painfully beautiful. sending you hugs & healing x * ruthie*
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