The clean light from zeitgeber and summer sunsplash welcomed Preston to the brownish beige grama of his recently acquired house lot like a safety flashlight in need of replacement batteries.
Upon hearing an oddly muffled ricochet sound, Mr. Tapley (who was unknowingly being observed) instinctively looked up to see the shrinking zenith of a deep blue sky that weirdly appeared to pull dark clouds inward from it’s pine tree periphery.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 146)
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
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Zeitgeber!
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Exactly! Thank You.
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gr8 photo, and is Preston being pulled into sum sort of bl(e)ack (w)hole?
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Thank You for your thoughtful words. I really appreciate it.
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(I meant it !)
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Reblogged this on Crazy Pasta Child.
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Zeitgeber! Love this post.
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As always, Thank You for your wonderfully kind words Dr. Mary. I deeply appreciate it.
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My pleasure, kind sir. Happy week ahead filled with wordy thoughts for us. ^__^
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