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From Walt Whitman's "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry":
The glories strung like beads on my smallest
sights and hearings, on the walk in the street
and the passage over the river.
-- Walt Whitman (1819 - 1892)
And a perfect thought -- why not? -- from Whitman's "Song of the Open Road":
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am
good fortune.
-- Walt Whitman
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4 comments:
I love courgette and squash flowers. I love how they will reach up to the sky when the rain comes. They taste great as well.
I like that image of the blossom lifting its head up to the rain. Thanks!
es preciosa, que tonalidad más delicada...
Thank you so much, Leovi.
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