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Artist's view of life, Detail from my world each day, Small mundane moments.
About Me
- Sarah Pletts
- Under scrutiny, Documenting the mundane, Learning how to live. Noticing detail, Of ordinary moments, Awareness expands. A 'haiku' poem, Has seventeen syllables: Five, seven and five.
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4 comments:
I love this artist; to me she is a COLOUR QUEEN
. .
. .
I look into my glass,
And view my wasting skin,
And say, "Would God it came to pass
My heart had shrunk as thin!"
For then I, undistrest
By hearts grown cold to me,
Could lonely wait my endless rest
With equanimity.
But Time, to make me grieve,
Part steals, lets part abide;
And shakes this fragile frame at eve
With throbbings of noontide.
Thomas Hardy
I thank you for such high praise. x
What a gorgeous bird in the picture!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wb_AJ3I7aIk
[ Please excuse the previous post. (It's just my cup o' tea, etc, p'raps, that's all, etc.) ]
I just imagined the fella, the singer-fella, as your Mum's Boyfriend, with the lassie listening the song, your Mum.. (age-wise, etc. .).
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