Last on the Card (03August2022)

Good Morning,

Joining last on the card here – Bushboy’s challenge.

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and last video from July:

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That feather in the water reminded me of Emily Dickinson’s poem “Hope is the thing with feathers (#314)”

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –

That perches in the soul –

And sings the tune without the words –

And never stops – at all –

And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –

And sore must be the storm –

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm –

I’ve heard it in the chillest land –

And on the strangest Sea –

Yet – never – in Extremity,

It asked a crumb – of me.

Let us all find ways to let hope lift us up and lighten the load – and if hope tries to float away – let’s reach and grab it!

 

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