The weather-beaten iron barrier, bordering a cobblestone framework at the rim of the road, was primarily placed as protection for the flourishing life within.
However, the prospering pink congregation continued to grow vivaciously and soon flounced into the unsafe space beyond bars and blossom.
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
Mytwosentences 
So pretty:) I love the word flounced. It always makes me giggle. I adore the alliteration – do you ever recite what you write after you write it? I recite your posts – they are very challenging to speak but fun because I feel like I am onstage again and your words lend themselves to a proper dramatic/theatrical reading.
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Thank You for your wonderful comments… I recite and re-read quite a few times actually to make sure it sounds and reads the way I want it to. I have noticed my style embraces alliteration. 😀
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I was tired when I first read your comment, but I too love the word flounced. Also, dramatic reading? That is awesome Kimberly and quite humbling (this is where I blush). Thank You xx
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Tired happens – as I type this at 5:30 am sitting at a train crossing;) and you blushing makes me blush. A nice way to start the day. ☺️
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gorgeous photograph! Beautiful words 🙂
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Thank You very much Valerie.
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Wow beautiful ❤
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Thank You moonlightsonata1990. I appreciate that.
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Using alliteration flows like cascades of waterfalls gently over the jagged rocks. I was an English teacher for many years. It gives me hope that surely some of them understood!
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Thank You so very much for commenting 50djohnson.
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Wonderful marriage of image and words.
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Thank You so much.
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I love all your posts. They are so beautiful. I am speechless.
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Thank You so very much. I honestly appreciate that jafar1970.
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Truly beautiful!
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Thank You Amy. ☺
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Edward, the “pink congregation” is full of sweet imagination, hence venturing away beyond bars and blossom. They have a free spirit of their own!
Natalia 🙂
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They sure do… Thank You so much.
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Superb photography – and sentiments. Enjoy your blog immensely. May I reblog this to “Tales of Unwise Paths?”
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Thank You so very much. I truly appreciate it.
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Many thanks. The flowers are stunning and the contrast with the railings superb and a very clever comment.
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You are so kind. Thank You.
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Reblogged this on Tales of Unwise Paths.
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