Life for me is about relationships.
It is an honor to know Wendy Willow.
It is an honor to call her friend.
When her book arrived I was so pleased.
I felt proud of her. She is a published author.
Congratulations to her.
I am happy the world can get to know her too.
I will savor every word.
had grown and given to me.
I sliced some off and made up a few nectar pots with sugar water for the butterflies and bees.
That was fun!
when I think of her and her kindnesses.
I miss her and understand people change.
I understand relationships change.
I gather together in groups of three.
It is a magic number for me.
She does not have her wings yet.
I love watching all the different ones come and nectar.
It was too hot to be out in the sun.
Our forecast is for temperatures to rise
to 109 F.
I heard the hottest it has ever been in my area
was 120 F.
Hot is hot.
Amazing how they blend in.
and those who carry this music in their hearts.
I love his hands. I love holding them.
I wish I had photographs of my Mom and Dad's hands.
I think they tell a person's story.
My husband has hard working hands.
It hung in our apartment.
In the Summertime we turned our fan on
and the hands would dance.
We had a song they danced to.
Today my husband has the hands dancing in his office.
The Waxing Crescent is my favorite.
In August it is the Jewel Wing Crescent.
We have always celebrated August.
and my friend Wendy.
It is the Dance of the Hands that holds my heart.
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Hello, Sherry.
Thank you for visiting and commenting and becoming a follower.
Butterflies of your photos are very beautiful.
I found cicada's eclosion in your blog. You encountered he was just coming out. In my case I could not watch that scene.
Thank you for sharing nice feeling.
Stay cool!
Hi Sherry,
Thank you so much posting about my book.I am honoured! I hope you enjoy reading it.
Your dear husband does have hard-working hands and he is a generous soul. That I can see by the slope of his thumb, and the straight lines reaching from his thumb across his line of life. You are well suited.
The number three is a magic number for me too. I've always been drawn to it, even as a child. "Pick a number", we would say as children and I always picked "3".
Seahorses too! Just love them. They are so tiny, yet powerful, like hummingbirds.
I did not know luffas were grown! I don't think I even thought about where they came from. That's very interesting, I'll check that out. My mother always had a luffa on the side of the bathtub for scrubbing toes, I think.
It is hot! Here too, although today it will be cooler.
Thank you once again, dear friend for your kindness. Enjoy your gardens, butterflies and bugs.
Stay cool.
hello
your friends book looks wonderful. and the luffa candy, what an enticing gift. so lovely to see all that captures and inspires your heart.
Lovely summer week to you~
Dear Sherry,
My mother reads palms.....it used to worry my friends (she always knew too much) :)
I know my life story before it is over........hands are interesting.
Your husband has hard working hands....I also. I love my hands.....they tell my story.
Wendy has done so very well.
I am proud of her also.
Her journey begins.......
My lucky number is seven.....always has been.
I love your nature photography!
"Walking in Beauty" truly is your blog of exceptional value and I am happy that I found it.
Everything is just so nice it is a pleasure among my evening readings. Thank you, it is a gift from you.
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