Dusty words lying under carpets,
seldom heard, well must you keep your secrets
locked inside, hidden deep from view?
You can talk to me... (Stevie Nicks)
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Altho I can't see the word..I can imagine. Love your sense of humor!
ReplyDeleteOf course they wouldn't, too funny, but wow what a glorious creation and from one of your photos, I'd be honored too!
ReplyDeleteI think people are too sensitive and need to learn how to laugh. If the world would laugh more, the world would be a better place.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful creation!
ReplyDeleteQuite lovely! We used to have tons of pussy willows on our property. :)
ReplyDeleteBecause "that word" has been used so badly for so long, I don't like to even say it!
ReplyDeleteThe mouseover still shows "that word"! LOL
The picture is stunning and clear. Lovely.....
Wait. We can put a man on the moon but we can't write a computer program that will distinguish between vulgarisms and botanical description?
ReplyDeleteSomething is amiss. But not with your photo, which is beautiful.
(P.S. My California flights stopped over in Denver, and I thought of you as I sat in the airport there. I kept thinking how fun it would be to run into you at the airport!)