
Dying embers glow
Memories of warmer days
Hidden life within

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Photos look rather like Christmas in a way. 🙂
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Yes, they do, rather 🙂
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Lovely poem
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Thanks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome 😉
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Glorious colours, and memories are what the warmer days are now. Can’t say I’m that sorry though! 🙂
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Me neither 😉
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You’re a true kindred autumnal spirit… 😉
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Oh yes 🙂
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❤ 🙂
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That is one lovely spider too!
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Rather gorgeous markings.
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And such a lovely colour! I like these spiders because they don’t come indoors…
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Hello there, wee beastie. 😀
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A little beauty 🙂
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A wonderful haiku Sue reflecting the imagery captured in the spider macro
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I loved the painted markings on its back.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks, Charles.
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