“I sat staring, staring, staring – half lost,
learning a new language,
or rather the same language
in a different dialect.
So still were the big woods where I sat,
sound might not yet have been born.”
-Emily Carr
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Amazing.
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Thanks for visiting, Ancient Skies. 🙂
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You can call me Nico or Nicodemas. 🙂
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Thank you, Nico. 🙂
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🙂
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Well written. I took myself into the woods and enjoyed the silence.
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She is an intriguing person – I am looking forward to reading more in her books. Thanks for visiting, Ally. 😊
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Art in painting and word. They complement each other so very well!
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Thanks for commenting, Eclectic Contrarian. I appreciate your visit, and I very much like your post on The First Christmas Tree. 👍😎
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I kind of lament the fact that I’m not very successful with the art of painting and such, but I try to make up for it in writing!
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And writing you accomplish exceedingly well, so all is not lost! My talent is appreciating what others do well, since I am neither an artist nor an author. But appreciating —- this I can do well. 😎
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A constructive observer is very much appreciated!
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👍👍🙏
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Beautiful!!
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