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Sunday, January 31, 2010

sliding in at the last minute


i live in the city....and it seems we do not have many bare rocks here, nor have i collected any. but today i was captivated by the sun's warmth on man-made 'rocks'....or, uh...bricks as we city folk like to call them.

i wondered around the old cemetery, you know the part that is falling apart. so many beautiful words, so many broken hearts.

but in the midst of it all, life finds a way - from the moss in the cracked brick, the trees pushing forth tiny buds, the light on the brick. all of it affirming that life, no matter the chaos, finds a way.

8 comments:

  1. Char, beautiful words, loved them. and the photo too.

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  2. Char, I love this picture and your beautiful words. Thank you.

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  3. Nicely said and presented Char...love the texture of this man made rock!

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  4. I love this....old brick walls speak to me....

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  5. City rocks...Cities rock...You rock.

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  6. oh bricks take rocks to the next level here!

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  7. Love old bricks, and the moss is great

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