But a dream

“It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.”  -Edgar Allan Poe

imageOn our walks through the park you lead the way…

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And often you stop to admire the songbirds…

The dream you share with me sounds like a poem, “play school, roller coaster, lollipop.”

I love you Little Flower,

Mama

  One thought on “But a dream

  1. March 25, 2014 at 4:41 am

    I love Poe, and these are beautiful photographs.

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    • March 25, 2014 at 6:12 am

      Thanks Laura. This week I’m trying hard to focus on the things that matter instead of getting tangled up in the big uglies of the world. Wish me luck!

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      • March 25, 2014 at 6:12 am

        That’s a hard task. I wish you the best with it.

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  2. March 25, 2014 at 5:44 am

    Life is good when you and Olivia have that cone of love around you, Sandra.

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    • March 25, 2014 at 6:15 am

      True Mark! Love can be a force field of protection. This week I’m trying to be mindful in these everyday moments that I sometimes miss because of my anxiety and downward spiral thinking.

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      • March 25, 2014 at 6:18 am

        Sandra, your cone of friendship extends all the way across the country to Syracuse, and I’m sure just as far in all compass directions. Think of that, too. Anything I can do to help, I will. Email is on my contact page.

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      • March 25, 2014 at 6:22 am

        You’re a gem. This made my eyes tear up in appreciation. Thanks so much Mark!

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  3. March 25, 2014 at 8:42 am

    This is so endearing, Sandra. I love that you’re teaching her to admire the little things in life around us

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    • March 25, 2014 at 6:30 pm

      Thanks so much Barb, I love your photography!

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  4. March 25, 2014 at 8:51 am

    So sweet. I’m with you all the way.

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    • March 25, 2014 at 6:30 pm

      Thank you Dora! I really appreciate the encouragement!

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  5. lundygirl
    March 25, 2014 at 10:26 am

    The quote really made me think. It is all at once comforting – the yukky stuff in life won’t always be around – and sad – my children won’t always be coming home to me. But everyday is a day to be grateful for our children.
    I’ve written the quote down and it’s going on my fridge. Thanks for this post.

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    • March 25, 2014 at 6:31 pm

      This warms my heart Rachel! I’m so glad you stopped by to say hello.

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      • lundygirl
        March 26, 2014 at 2:43 am

        Your post warmed my heart Sandra 🙂

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  6. March 25, 2014 at 12:17 pm

    Very beautiful pictures. Very dreamlike. (Especially the first one)

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    • March 25, 2014 at 6:32 pm

      Thank you Ninna! You know I love your photography!

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      • March 26, 2014 at 3:59 am

        🙂

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  7. March 25, 2014 at 8:40 pm

    Beautiful words and pictures…now can we please get back to the big uglies? 🙂

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  8. March 26, 2014 at 1:29 am

    LOL, stick around long enough and I’m sure we’ll circle back to that. 😉 Nice to hear from you Mr. Roboto!

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