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27 December 2014

Of Fields and Fences - Sealy Lake, Montana

"...Darling, the snow that sweeps the field
And swathes the garden fence
Will soon fall prey to the exchange
Of gold where gray clouds rearrange
The hills that waft above earth’s plains
And the attire of season-strains...." 
 - from Janet Martin's poem "Of Fields and Foolishness" 

Click here to linger amidst Janet's entire thoughtful poem.
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  1. Janet Martin27 December, 2014 10:58

    I'm chuckling a little 'cause I saw the title in my side-bar and thought. 'o-o-o! I like anything with fields and fences!!' ;-)
    ...you must live in the foothills of heaven!

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    1. Cyndy27 December, 2014 15:50

      Aaaahhh, the pleasnt surprise of sincerely admiring that beauty across the way, only to realize you are seeing your reflected self! Your words are such a beautiful well from which I love to draw the sweetest soul water - and, indeed, I'm in the foothills of heaven!

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  2. Janet Martin31 December, 2014 06:32

    as are your pictures and words! Happy New Year, Cyndy.

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