recollections Written by Ellen Grace Olinger recollections of summers gone by voices on the breeze The image is a free sample from Dover Publications. From Repeatable Backgrounds–Geometric and Abstract Patterns. Like this:Like Loading... 14 thoughts on “recollections” Beautiful! LikeLike Dear Symanntha, Thank you! Ellen LikeLike I have been appreciating your blog(s) and posts very much! 🙂 Alan LikeLike Dear Alan, Thank you. I appreciate our community as well! Ellen LikeLike Oh, I LOVE this poem, Ellen–God bless you with a great week! love, Caddo LikeLike Good morning Caddo, Thanks and hope your week is going well! Ellen LikeLike Very lovely, my sister! LikeLike Hi Wendell, Thank you for your kind words! Ellen LikeLike “Voices on the breeze” reminds me of the curtains in that painting on my current post. The nice thing about breezes is that they imply a quiet afternoon – you can hear more, then! LikeLike Thank you, so true, and we learn to listen more and more…Ellen LikeLike Love it. LikeLike Hi Judy, Thank you. Ellen LikeLike A whisper of a poem that reminds me of summers past–when sometimes a memory will blow in and then out again. Lovely. LikeLike Dear Sandra, Thank you. Blessings, Ellen LikeLike Comments are closed.
“Voices on the breeze” reminds me of the curtains in that painting on my current post. The nice thing about breezes is that they imply a quiet afternoon – you can hear more, then! LikeLike
A whisper of a poem that reminds me of summers past–when sometimes a memory will blow in and then out again. Lovely. LikeLike
Beautiful!
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Dear Symanntha, Thank you! Ellen
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I have been appreciating your blog(s) and posts very much! 🙂
Alan
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Dear Alan, Thank you. I appreciate our community as well! Ellen
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Oh, I LOVE this poem, Ellen–God bless you with a great week! love, Caddo
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Good morning Caddo, Thanks and hope your week is going well! Ellen
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Very lovely, my sister!
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Hi Wendell, Thank you for your kind words! Ellen
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“Voices on the breeze” reminds me of the curtains in that painting on my current post. The nice thing about breezes is that they imply a quiet afternoon – you can hear more, then!
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Thank you, so true, and we learn to listen more and more…Ellen
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Love it.
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Hi Judy, Thank you. Ellen
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A whisper of a poem that reminds me of summers past–when sometimes a memory will blow in and then out again. Lovely.
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Dear Sandra, Thank you. Blessings, Ellen
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