Monday, May 9, 2011

writing to myself

Here are some photos from this weekend

But my words are not in them

They are busy pouring forth into my journal

Page after page

A sudden urge to tell myself everything I'd like to know.

raindrops aboveiced coffeetiny flowers, growing strongcrabapple, blooming like madceramic painting with mary

1 comment:

  1. Ruth, you take the most beautiful photos - honestly - and I love that you fill your journal!

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