![Poem by ALEXANDERIA [aka baby girl, BB]](https://tellmeaboutit.co/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/img_6927.jpg?w=764)
she could not make sense
of the things that were meant for her,
but she was drawn to it all.
she felt like the moon:
terrified of the sky but completely in
LOVE
with the way it held the moon.
ALEXANDERIA
Author: MichelleMarie
Sweet magnolia
In the light
In the light!
Waiting
come morning light…it turned
come the morning…it turned
the dawn of my despair…into a prayer
still I notice you…in my smallest deepest heart
Still I notice you
when change begins, I brace for stronger winds…
in my smallest deepest heart
Still I notice you
when branches crack, at the pruning of your hand…
in my smallest deepest heart
Still I notice you
in the burning dross, chaff blows with your wind…
in my smallest deepest heart
Still I notice you,
I rest my case, surrender to this mystery, in your lap of grace…
in my smallest deepest heart
i rest
Indian paintbrushes almost harvest time
The wheat/hay is almost waist high, so the Indian paintbrushes are hidden see above?
I noticed this morning that the field had a darker tint to it. It was the Indian paintbrushes they turn almost a purple color on the stems. Pretty soon we’ll bale this field and all my wildflowers will be horse feed for the winter. I love that but I do miss them so I enjoy them while I can! ッ
my little slice of heaven on earth ッ
my little slice of heaven on earth ッ
Oklahoma Cat’s Claw~Wildflowers of Oklahoma
Oklahoma Cat’s Claw~Wildflowers of Oklahoma
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