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Each blade of grass
has its spot on earth
whence it draws its life,
and so is man
rooted to the land
from which he draws his faith
together with his life.
Posted at 10:20 PM in Nature and the environment | Permalink
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Yes and yes and yes forever.
ellen kelley |
July 30, 2012 at 11:38 PM
I love grass, and your photos are such an ode to it.
This last photo is like a painting, on the abstract tangeant. I love love that.
July 31, 2012 at 03:33 AM
Unreal...such simplicity and beauty..You are one in a million Margie...
July 31, 2012 at 08:53 AM
When I think of grass these days, I think of the tangle of weeds that used to be grass that we still mow around our house. (Lawns make so little sense these days.) So nice to be reminded about how beautiful grasses are. Love that last photo so much.
July 31, 2012 at 09:56 AM
What stunning photography! What lens do you use? Love the poem too <3
Hoola Tallulah |
July 31, 2012 at 05:05 PM
So beautiful! I love the light and the water drops and those delicate, furry grasses. Pretty, pretty.
July 31, 2012 at 07:19 PM
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