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There Then Gone

she was there for an hour this morning standing in the same tree painter brush and palette shadowing evergreens that they might look as three dimensional fractal blossoms in the rising sun with birch barks shadow colors as entrance outlined frame stan sand

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Date: 7/16/2019 9:38:00 PM
You are an artist with your words. She is the painter, however- with these images you have created such a beautiful picture of her. Simply breathtaking. ~ Brandy
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Date: 7/16/2019 10:16:00 PM
thank you...she 'is' a tree spirit who appears each day, palette and brush in hand, to shade the green as the rises...a writ i wrote the day before introduces her

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