In a parched desert, wishes grow…
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I LOVE this photo. Prickly and soft/delicate all in one. Thank you for sharing, Melodye.
Thank *you* for telling me what you see in this photo!
In a parched desert, wishes grow
What a true thought, and beautifully illustrated by this photo…
Isn’t it interesting, the way the heart sometimes processes what we’re seeing through metaphors?
Absolutely–sometimes it’s only the metaphor that gets us to understand.
I’m going to make a wish and blow while I stare at this photo. 🙂
I hope your wish comes true, if it hasn’t already.
Just beautiful. I’m thankful for *you*, Melodye!
I’m so glad you’re back, Amy. (Itinerary to come…)
That picture is silver and gold.
Mmmm, I like that. 🙂
Beautiful!
I’m thrilled that you enjoyed it. 🙂
So pretty!
I can’t take credit for the flowers, but I’m thankful that you stopped by my blog to share them with me. xo
I just drifted onto your page and I love this photograph.
Wow, I’m delighted to “see” another new friend here! Thanks for stopping by…please drop by for another visit sometime soon. 🙂