Winter Scene
I pass this tree on my way home from school.
It reminds me off how much work there is to be done in this world.
It has me looking for spring.
Labels: Baltimore
posted by Emily at 5:35 PM
Friday, February 09, 2007
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- Name: Emily
- Location: Greatest City in America, Maryland, United States
"This year we'll be talking about the power of language," said Ms. Minifred. "The power of words and how words change you....In this room, in these books, there is the power of a hundred hurricanes. Wondrous words." -Patricia MacLachlan, Baby
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9 Comments:
Thanks for reading. :) Love the tree, too.
that is so very sad...
ahhhhh...the bag trees are in bloom again...
Whoa. This tree reminds me of my tangled, scattered brain - all the random thoughts that get snagged up in my gray matter!
I have been gobbling up as much of your site as I can with the limited time I have to blog today.
Your tree is sad, yet in a strange way you made the bags look like flowers.
And your poem Little Tragedies is very moving. I wish we could prevent these things from happening or at least understand how to help heal the pain when they do
it does look bleak. i am looking forward to the freshness of spring.
stay warm :)
Happy chocolate day in the bleakness of winter. That snap is awfully saddening.
poor tree
It would be nice if the birds had done it... but I don't think that is the case. You must live near "the windy city"!
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