August 4, 2011

i am today....


She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.

29 comments:

  1. I love the prose! And I love how you've captured the elusive butterfly and made her wings look like paper!!!

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  2. Sooo lovely, the photo and the words...

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  3. that you for the gift of your beautiful art today, Lovely One.
    Hugs !

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  4. Beautiful words and photograph, Beth. I am glad she flew away ;-)

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  5. One word...Beautiful:)

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  6. We're both doing butterflies today! Love the angle of yours ... they are elusive for sure.

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  7. So glad she visited you. What a gift! xo Jenny

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  8. Lovely all the way around.

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  9. What a gorgeous photo and poem!

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  10. I love waiting for the butterflies to descend. Then i get my macro lens out and play! Beautiful description... sounds like a woman i wouldnt mind being ;D

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  11. A beautiful picture to start a new day! Thanks

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  12. beautiful words to accompany your lovely image

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  13. ooh, love, love, love... you are on fire :)

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  14. lighting is so beautiful
    it hurts!
    (glad she slipped away from those
    pins)
    -Jennifer

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  15. You can fly girl ... you can fly!

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  16. The detail of those wings...amazing as your beautiful words.

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  17. The butterfly photo is perfect. I hope to one day get a good shot of one.

    The words make me smile because it means freedom.

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  18. I have no words--this is breathtaking.

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  19. Oh, my. gorgeous words and photo.

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  20. love this .. and you :)

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**I love reading the comments you leave, as they make me feel like we're sitting in my kitchen, having a cup of tea, discussing life and wondering where all the time has gone ...beth