Such a serene picture and the texts bring other images to mind... (Oh, and the tune. It will probably be on my mind the rest of the day now... I guess you're about my age? Ha! I fell for Kenicky-or whatever his name was...) Enjoy your weekend!
It took for read for me to finally read concrete instead of crochet. Silly me. But now that I've got it right - I get it. For me, sometimes the weight of beauty can be too much. Cracked and chipped, she is perfect.
Such a serene picture and the texts bring other images to mind... (Oh, and the tune. It will probably be on my mind the rest of the day now... I guess you're about my age? Ha! I fell for Kenicky-or whatever his name was...) Enjoy your weekend!
ReplyDeleteThe Tune....Summer Nights, from Grease. Sadly, a song about date rape. I thought the overlay fit my concrete girl perfectly.
ReplyDeleteI believe I would feel lonely clad in a concrete dress too!
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It took for read for me to finally read concrete instead of crochet. Silly me. But now that I've got it right - I get it. For me, sometimes the weight of beauty can be too much. Cracked and chipped, she is perfect.
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