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August 12, 2012

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Magical Mystical Teacher

Somehow, I think, we are all perched on the rim of abundance...and we hesitate to plunge in.

Hettienne Grobler

Gorgeous!! your postcards remind me of summer returning while we are being showered by water, hail and snow from the heavens! I have not been active in blogland for a while - been travelling and I have met with some ill health - now I am in good health again and back to join in!

Mama Zen

Exquisite. Just exquisite.

Ana

Sunflowers are my favorite flowers in the whole world. Big, not delicate, truthful...

Sue Fox

Those images! So beautiful, I love, love, love! And who could write words to accompany them like you? Your gifts are endless.

xxx

Carol

Rebecca your photography is always so awesome and your words so inspirational ~ thanks for hosting ~ enjoy paradise ~ (A Creative Harbor)

Lindsay

Magical photographs! I really enjoyed reading your poetry too! Have a wonderful week Rebecca. :)

Christine L. Villa

Awww.... I'm speechless, in awe with your beautiful words. Just beautiful!

Christine L. Villa

I forgot to mention. Your photographs are magnificent! Magical! :-)

olivia

Oh, so beautiful, Rebecca...this poem touched me especially. All of yours do, of course, but this one in particular. xoO

Stephanie

oh how I adore these tiny gold finches...I watch them out the window as they munch on the sunflowers.

You captured late summer in these images.

I enjoyed a picture postcard perfect Sunday myself...too late to join here unless you want a peek
http://rodrigvitzstyle.typepad.com/rodrigvitz_style/2012/08/a-happy-birthdayand-some-time-to-breath.html

but tomorrow I will share my sunflower daze :)

Lea

Dearest Rebecca, I have come back to this post many times this past week... these photos and your words have left me speechless... the line that I keep coming back to is, "so heavy laden they drift away slow as memory..." The harvest is abundant here, how fortunate are we to feast at your table. XOXOXO

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