My eyes saw a spray paint lid, a ponytail holder, and a handful of weeds.
Her nine-year-old eyes saw an artful, diminutive arrangement of beauty.
I like her eyes better.
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oh yes! pat yourself on the back though, she must have gotten it from somewhere!
ReplyDeleteAmen.
ReplyDeleteI like how she used what she had on hand... sounds familiar.
ReplyDeleteBeauty is in the . . . beholding! Simply beautiful, and now that you have recorded it for yourself (and others), it will remain . . . beautiful! Freeze-framed moments and offerings of small centerpieces are priceless. Capture more. I wish I had.
ReplyDeleteLove you forever,
MOM
Oh. . . I like her eyes, too. She's your girl, you know.
ReplyDeleteIt shows.
Simple and true. Thank you for the reminder.
ReplyDeleteHow Sweet.
ReplyDeleteI think I fixed my comments. Try now.
ReplyDeleteLove you.
julie
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