“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

2.26.2009

At My Doorstep

This morning, the ghost of a flower at my doorstep.

Last November, the shadow of a star.
i am still looking for words

15 comments:

  1. Really? Wow. that is like magic.

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  2. i wish i could leave 'imprints' like that too before i die...just to let people know that i, once lived.

    i, once here...

    how do you feel when you first discovered them?

    honestly, i am amazed at how a fragile flower and a faraway star could end up there. it makes me wonder and happy knowing each day there'll always be little secrets and surprises in life waiting to be discovered.

    thanks for sharing.=)

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  3. Tango - Really. Pretty cool, huh? It's a gift of laziness - if you leave a flower or leaf on the concrete long enough - don't pick it up, don't rake, don't sweep - the rain & dew eventually draw its outline for you. :)

    Moonshin - Oh, there are always secrets & surprises & little pieces of magic waiting for you to find them. And I just cannot stop smiling when I happen across them. And, by the way, you will leave an imprint, and it will be absolutely gorgeous! You just can't see over that edge right now. I, however, can! :)

    Debi

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  4. I love your posts.

    These shadows of little lives once present right there on your front stoop are beautiful. It shows that if we take a moment to look down, even if we're really busy, we can find something special. I love that you show us these moments taken.

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  5. Wow. That's still like magic to me. Science-y magic.

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  6. Flowers have been known
    to return
    to the sceen
    of their beauty.

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  7. beauty
    in
    the
    left
    overs
    ....
    ELK

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  8. I bet you glitter when you walk. You carry magic with you everywhere you go.

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  9. Oh I love this, every year in the fall I go searching for these, they are a beautiful gift and a reminder of what's left behind.

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  10. Beautiful. I wonder if I'll find any? I hope so :)

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  11. Walli and Liane (neighbors) were driving with me on the way back from eating lunch at Don Juans yesterday. We were driving through the Azalea District when I mentioned the little restaurant you'd told me about. We found it! I will have to meet you there one day.
    Brenda

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  12. A belated congratulations on being published, Brave Woman! I'm proud of you. You inspire me.

    xo

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  13. I love these sweet little things you find. Inspires me to look a little closer at things tomorrow as I wander.

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  14. Such lovely omens. Gifts from...Whom?

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  15. Twinkle twinkle
    magic everywhere...xx

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