Posted on October 14, 2012 by Catherine ArcolioParting Gift The last gift the cornfield gives is its whispering song on the winds of fall. Like this:Like Loading...
Thank you for this thought. I have an audible on it. Just stopping your mind to listen to the Mother brings such delight. Although I am not familiar with the cornfield voices I do know and love the sound of the wind blowing thought the pines. Loading... Reply
I can hear the crackly rustling of the cornstalks! The pop of color at the front is perfect. ~ Kat Loading... Reply
Superb! Well done!
This is a beautiful shot and words to match.
And it is a beautiful gift. Very nice pic also! Hugs, Barbara
I hear it!
Thank you for this thought. I have an audible on it. Just stopping your mind to listen to the Mother brings such delight. Although I am not familiar with the cornfield voices I do know and love the sound of the wind blowing thought the pines.
Your view of the world is one of the best.
what wonderful words
Love all your posts..thank you for sharing !
Beautiful thoughts. Love the image, thanks for sharing
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I can hear the crackly rustling of the cornstalks! The pop of color at the front is perfect. ~ Kat
Your posts do an excellent job of transporting me into your photos and words.
very nice – I can hear the prattling leaves and husks… beautiful
Beautiful x
wow – very beautiful…I like “whispering song
on the winds of fall.”
I want to hear this song.
Beautiful – love the sibilant sounds in the poem! =D
You do such good work, thanking for liking my painting, makes me feel good.
Lovely!