Summer Morning

SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY
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SUMMER MORNING

This golden glow invaded my room.

My eyes blinked, then grew wide.

There, onto my wall, by the mirror,

I saw the shadow slide.

I lay transfixed by its beauty;

The colour, the play of light,
The shadows of leaves from the garden

The contrast of dark and light.
My camera lay quite near me;
I only had to lean
Without stirring from my pillow
I recorded the little scene.
A gift for me at dawning;
The sun beginning to peep.
And then I started yawning
Turned over, and went back to sleep!
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The delights of sleep here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/white-billows.html

At Ease

Brenda Bryant


SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY

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AT EASE

Picture yourself, a book in hand,

(Something light, you understand),

Finding this pathway in the shade,

Rambling through a leafy glade.

Hear the birdsong in the air;

See butterflies flitting everywhere;

Feel a breeze upon your face;

Forget that tiresome human race!

An old stone wall has met your eye;

You simply cannot pass it by.

Rest upon it; take your ease;

Hear the hum of passing bees.

Open up your book and read!

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A joyous afternoon indeed!

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More mood music here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/83-lazy-at-lake_03.html

See tomorrow's blog for fiery immortality.

Lattice

SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY

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LATTICE.

What a pretty pattern that is!

Merely formed by a fence of lattice!

The rigid lines are softened by

The sun's caress and the camera's eye.

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More intensive gardening here:
http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/116-miss-robbyes-hobby.html

See tomorrow's blog for a special Valentine's Day entry.

Rest and Reflect

SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY

http://heyharriet.blogspot.com/2008/05/shadow-shot-sunday.html

Just part of a restaurant I visited recently.

 I love the way the shadowy corner contrasts with the brilliance outside.

REST AND REFLECT

Beyond the shade, the sunlight.

Beyond the dark, the light.

Rest here, weary traveller.

And delight.

Where resting your weary bones can lead, here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/02/301a-second-chance.html