| flower crown |
...but she said this one smelled like bird throw up and then promptly threw it on the ground and ran off to shoot with the boys.
| the master artist |
The God of gods-- speaks out, shouts "Earth!"
welcomes the sun in the east
farewells the disappearing sun in the west.
Psalm 50 (MSG)
| present |
...for all that an image desires to show, to speak there is a reality that no picture can capture. So often as a lover of light, I am struck by how luminous a moment is, the sky in a wash of wonder, and no image can tell of it fully. And this luminous wonder is the presence of Glory, and that cannot be caged or entombed. And I would rather have the glory than a thousand perfect pictures.
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