The Scribe

Another MobileMonet edit of a photo I sneaked during writing group. The light fell on my fellow writer and made me think of a Rembrandt

I was writing in response to a Mary Oliver poem that ends “…the flowers were dressed in nothing but light.” I find searching for what to photograph to be an act of searing for light-like I did choosing this well dressed flower I captured a few moments ago

I am feeling In The Pink at being in the presence of all this light and life

Cee’s Fun Foto is a Pastel Challenge

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