Joy comes in many packages.
Tree fingers reaching for an icy blue sky
when your breath makes little clouds.
Things seen through the cloudy haze of memory
and things that are merely imagined.
Things reminiscent of times past.
Pale blue and green glass.
In what wrappings did you find JOY
this week?
Share the JOY.
To play along:
1. do a post that tells and shows us what gives you joy.
2. capture the URL of the specific post
and paste it into the Mr. Linky box
along with your name.
3. visit other players -- as many as possible --
and let their joy infect you.
Leave them a comment about their post.
Let's start an epidemic of joy!
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10 comments:
my joy came wrapped in holy fire!
I always like to imagine what came in old bottles--and what might go in them again!
love the old bottles - have you heard of a ghost tree? We have a dead tree in the back yard that I am hanging colored bottles on. When I lived in NM i would see bottles hanging in trees and yards - love them! My brother and I used to go digging for old bottles at old home sites. Thanks for reminding me.
Lovely post
My Joy is in those little sometimes insignificant moments.
Love your little encaustic, those layers of mystery make me smile!
x..x
love love love bottles specially if they look like with dirt still
crazy me!
LOVE THE FIRST ONE.
CONGRATS
http://graceolsson.com/blog/2011/02/the-sky-of-my-dream/
Love your joy today, Meri. Some subtle but all true !
Happy Thursday !
~tree fingers and fullmoons that open a porthole to the heavens~...you are such a beautiful wordsmith...I wanna drink every word
I have some juicy packages over here...come see!
my children are my biggest joy
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