So glad this pleased you, Susannah. Taken from a rosebush in my very own backyard. It’s frankly a mess of plants grown together and one day I shall have to do something about it but for now, I’ll enjoy the blooms and share them with you.
I really don’t have cozy snapshots of me with friends enjoying life…lifestyle shots are what they’re called, so flowers on my table will have to do for now. Your roses too were great to see. I like how the pictures pop on their site.
That’s taken from a true story, when he and his band of brothers were POWS in a slaughter house during World War II. He just amazes me he could weave such a horrid tale into a story. You see why we worship at his eternal altar. And yes…so it goes.
Yes, I know! I love how the first chapter is really an explanation before the story officially begines. I bought the Complete Novels set and this is the third in a book of five stories, written between 1963 and 1973 – Reading it first on Marc’s suggestion 🙂
I love Kurt. I think I said I read Man Without a Country over the weekend. May be time to go make a pilgrimage to his townhouse on East 48th Street. You know the story, right? He was coming down the front steps with Flour, is beloved dog, when he got tangled in Flour’s leash and fell, hitting his head, never regaining consciousness. He was 84.
I am really enjoying him. I’ll have to pace myself; read something else between each Kurt book… or not 😉
Yes, you mentioned it in one of your posts. Such a bummer of a way to die but, he was 84 so it wasn’t way too premature.
I love how I’m commenting on yours as you are commenting on mine this morning 🙂
And you are right – beauty speaks for itself. And when I’m lucky, I manage to capture it 🙂
That is ONE PLUSH ROSE. It’s almost as if you caught it talking to its friends. All things considered, roses are seen as romantic for good reason. Its as if they have a song tucked into their petals, and with the bloom it releases those magnificent pipes.
Be Sorry . . . Less 
Wow…I can almost pick one through the screen. Roses are my favorite flower, just one placed near my bed makes me truly happy.
Just beautiful Dale. May go to the corner florist now to get one when they open at 10. 🙂
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So glad this pleased you, Susannah. Taken from a rosebush in my very own backyard. It’s frankly a mess of plants grown together and one day I shall have to do something about it but for now, I’ll enjoy the blooms and share them with you.
You do that. We all deserve flowers we love.
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In your backyard? That’s great.
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Yep. Came with the house. Course, the rosebush is tangled up with two other plant/trees. Not complaining. yet.
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I just started an Instagram account…SusannahBianchinyc. You must have one. 🙂
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And I have requested a follow 😉 Dalectables is my name…
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I’m new at it. My print agent said, clients look at it so decided I best get on board.
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Yes indeed. It is THE social platform now. Good on you to do so 🙂 Love what you’ve posted already 🙂
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I really don’t have cozy snapshots of me with friends enjoying life…lifestyle shots are what they’re called, so flowers on my table will have to do for now. Your roses too were great to see. I like how the pictures pop on their site.
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You’ll just have to make that happen 😉 Thank you. I am rather pleased with that shot!
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You should be, and they’re you own roses…your children, just with petals.
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Wild children left to their own devices…
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Great line. 🙂
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😉
Maybe Vonnegut is wearing off on my – I am finally reading my first one – Slaughterhouse Five, so it goes… 😉
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That’s taken from a true story, when he and his band of brothers were POWS in a slaughter house during World War II. He just amazes me he could weave such a horrid tale into a story. You see why we worship at his eternal altar. And yes…so it goes.
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Yes, I know! I love how the first chapter is really an explanation before the story officially begines. I bought the Complete Novels set and this is the third in a book of five stories, written between 1963 and 1973 – Reading it first on Marc’s suggestion 🙂
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I love Kurt. I think I said I read Man Without a Country over the weekend. May be time to go make a pilgrimage to his townhouse on East 48th Street. You know the story, right? He was coming down the front steps with Flour, is beloved dog, when he got tangled in Flour’s leash and fell, hitting his head, never regaining consciousness. He was 84.
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I am really enjoying him. I’ll have to pace myself; read something else between each Kurt book… or not 😉
Yes, you mentioned it in one of your posts. Such a bummer of a way to die but, he was 84 so it wasn’t way too premature.
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And he probably had no idea what hit him. I so wish I had known him. sigh
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*me, not my!
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Didn’t hear that…it just had a nice ring to this girl who writes by ear.
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Good morning. Much going on in this beautiful capture – I like it!
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Good morning, Frank. I’m very glad you do!
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To work soon?
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Must be there in an hour so I have 55 minutes 😉
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Dear Dale,
Glorious colors. A feast for the eyes. 😀 Thank you.
Shalom and lotsa bright and cheery hugs,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Nature can be so generous, don’t you think? You’re welcome 😉
And thank YOU!
Shalom and lotsa colourful and rosy love,
Dale
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Beauty needs no words.
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I love how I’m commenting on yours as you are commenting on mine this morning 🙂
And you are right – beauty speaks for itself. And when I’m lucky, I manage to capture it 🙂
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You have a gift and I am glad you share it.
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What a lovely thing to say! Thank you.
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A beautiful photo, Dale.
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Thank you, John 🙂
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😁
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Such beautiful detail amid the shadows. LOVE it.
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Thank you so much, Monika. I have to admit I am rather pleased with this one!
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As you should be. It’s just exquisite.
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Danke shön! To think this are from a straggly plant mixed up with two others in my back yard!
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Q
That is ONE PLUSH ROSE. It’s almost as if you caught it talking to its friends. All things considered, roses are seen as romantic for good reason. Its as if they have a song tucked into their petals, and with the bloom it releases those magnificent pipes.
What a beauty of a WW capture.
B
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B,
I was thinking you might give it that adjective… Which is why I was so looking forward to your reaction 😉
Thank you. So very glad you like.
Q
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You know it! 😉
Loved this.
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I love that you do.
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Good thing 😉
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One of may good things. 😉
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Many
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MWAH!
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MUAH!
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😘
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😘
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