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From calm to despair
White water and memory
Batter broken hearts
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Cute
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Thanks.
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Both words and Photo beautiful 💜
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Thanks, Willow!
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Beautiful Haiku
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Thank you 🙂
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Such a calm picture, but with words like ‘batter broken hearts,’ it makes you think!
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That’s the idea 😉
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Fantastic photo Sue.
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Thanks, Di 🙂
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Because I grew up around rivers and creeks, all bubbling merrily, or meandering somnambulantly along, but always moving, it took me a few years to feel peaceful around all the lakes here. it was as though the stillness was just the precursor to the other shoe dropping. Water’s tricky like that. 🙂
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I just miss the stuff. There were always rivers and streams tumbling over rocks where I grew up. Here there is very little water except artificial lakes…and they don’t count somehow 😉
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Both beautiful and sad. 💕🤗💕
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Thank you, Michelle ❤
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