When bright flowers bloom
Parchment crumbles, my words fade
The pen has dropped …
I make deals with myself sometimes … with the life long experience of a master negotiator, I have whole, silent, in my head conversations that frequently begin with something like this, if you do this for the next three hours, then you can …
Today is one of those days.
beautiful macro shot.
The poem accompanies it nicely too
I wonder what you are going to do? I hope its fun. Have a great weekend.
I do that all the time. If I clean for this amount of time, then I can lounge in the bathtub with a novel. Or at work, if I crank out this and that, then I can surf through the blog world. Like now…
OK. Back to the grind.
Wish I had your discipline. Wish even more I knew how to negotiate well!
Ooooh sounds intriguing. Whatever is on your mind, hope it all works out well and you have a lovely reward at the end.
Gorgous photo and good on ya re the WordPress page! Very well-deserved.
Cheers and enjoy.
I thought I was the only one! Do you ever cave in and say after 2 1/2 hours “I guess that will do…!”