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Tag: Sunflowers

  • Summers of the Past

    When there was yellow. When there was color. When this muddy gray didn’t cover everything. When we were happier. When smiles and laughter came easier. When we didn’t have a new worry everyday. I see in color. Some photographers see in black and white. I’m having a hard time seeing color. Things seem muted. Trees…

  • Sunflowers

    Something bright. Something yellow. Something happy. Something for Thursday. Now, for a little full disclosure. I confused and old, dear friend of mine with yesterday’s picture. She saw the mountains below the clouds and wondered if we were headed west. To New Mexico. Nope. She almost nailed it. Those are not sub-tropical clouds. They are high altitude, thin…

  • You Don’t Know What It’s Like (To Be Me)

    For once, I really don’t know what to say. Robin William’s passing hit us like one of those buildings falling down in the streets. This house is incredibly sad. I don’t know why. We didn’t know him. Personally. But, I guess we did. All of us. We went to bed and watched “Fisher King.” One…

  • Friday Flowers

    Not much to say this Friday. Just this. A close friend of mine is very, very sick. A couple of you who read Storyteller probably know her. For everybody who might stop by today, please do whatever you do to pray. Thank you.