Mytwosentences 74


They once stood grand green and lush within their nurtured station, waggishly waving along with the oft warm breezes of summer as an unnoticing city occasionally strolled by.
It was now approaching sleepy season, so the caboodle of drowsy ferns with yellowing appetites huddled together preparing for the inevitable interlude which cued that same old winter song.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

31 thoughts on “Mytwosentences 74

  1. I like this one – it has me thinking – The dance is slowing down to a creeping crawl…then off to sleep through the winter’s haul…but…in due time it will come, the dance will pick up…and these coquettish ferns will be swinging under a be-dazzling sun!

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  2. The caboodle of drowsy ferns…love that saying. In in I can just picture them in my minds eye as their fronds uncurl at green “birth ” and then crowd and jostle for the sun’ s light. The fall brings in their drowsiness as the season wanes and you have captured that perfectly! Well done. Thanks for the word picture. πŸ˜‰

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  3. Absolutely love your blog and really glad I’m following you. Different, nicely written, short and very entertaining :). I am also one that loves to observe my surrouding. You do a great job writing about it πŸ™‚

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  4. I think your photos are beautiful. You have an eye for capturing the season literally and figuratively. You’re the first follower that I’ll be keeping an eye on. Perhaps we see the occasional something in the same light.
    “Teaching a Difference”

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