Like a pink petal which draws the honey bee to nectar, so the concrete pilings bring the captain to the center of the passage. We approach simultaneously: train, water, boat and clouds.
Wind, current, double containers. All come together at this intersection.
We shoot through the narrow way.
The clacking, metal on metal, is overpowered by waves and Evinrude.
On the other side, spring, sunshine, freedom.
embracing the natural life
embracing the natural life
The Life of An Acreage Farmer in Iowa
Bev. Cooke, YA author: Writing and Faith and Fulminating, Fulminating and Writing and Faith. And memes.
Reflections on life and Christianity, through the eyes of a trucker.
seeking the Lord's dwellings in simplicity
embracing the natural life
short fiction writer * writing teacher
Art, Writing, Photography, and More
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Wow. Your language is so exact, I don’t need to see the pictures. But the pictures are fabulous too.
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Thank you. I wish I️ had time to write more but this day is gone. Thanks for reading
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What a beautiful description of such a small moment in time. Your pictures really add to your words.
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