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“The wind whispered secrets in its own incomprehensible way.” Tracy Rees
I noticed the way
the wind whipped across the paddock,
barley dancing playfully,
swaying this way and that,
at once catching the light,
now becoming shadows,
swirling, bowing, rising
to the applause of the stringybark
and squeaked approval of mudlarks,
all in a moment,
as if just for me.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Wondrous moments!
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So simple, so beautiful. Thank you for sharing VJ.
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It takes a certain kind of letting go to enjoy those moments though. Thanks for reminding us.
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So agree, it’s the letting go, taking time. O for more of these 🙂
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Yes, I love those open field moments. The applause of the birds is something that caught my ear here.
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Thank you for sharing that, enjoyed your response.
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Lovely, I felt like I was there!
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It would have been wonderful to have shared just the moment.
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Who is to say it wasn’t. Beautiful.
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So true, but I never assume 🙂 such moments are pure gold aren’t they? Thank you Lisa.
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I love those rare occasions when it happens just that way. Another 20 seconds and the scene would have been gone, never to have been seen by me. Yesterday, i just happened to glance out the window at the birdies feeding and noticed that one didn’t look quite right. Turns out it was a squirrel come to share their feed. A half minute later he was gone. So lucky I glanced out when I did!
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I so agree Jill, just as you say, precious momemnts if we just look. 🙂
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If only we stop by, such moments are aplenty! Beautiful, Paul.
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Yes, they are there awaiting us to attend, thank you for sharing Punam.
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Long will it wave.
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My feeling too, thank you Tracy.
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The bird life is just like that. Love your writing.
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Thank you so much and thank you for sharing.
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These are the moments we almost forget we were always wishing for. ❤ Love the way you put it into words.
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Much appreciated, thank you for reflecting on this and sharing.
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Nature gives without demanding.
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Yes, we are the species that demand
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Beautiful!!!
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Beautifully Captured by your pen Paul! 🌾🌾🌾
😃
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Thank you so much for those encouraging words. 🙂
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Nice
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Very beautifully expressed, Paul.
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Thank you for encouraging words Amy.
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Once again you transported me to a field and created the feelings and emotions with words
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It probably took you back to the farm? Thank you for sharing that.
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