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Monday
Mar052012

Red Means Stop

In the midst of our morning chaos, I saw a flash of red, which had me scrambling wildly for coat, and boots, and camera.

Outside, to the base of a tree, where everything stopped.

All was quiet, except for the rhythmic tap-tap-tapping; creating a different kind of silence.

No time.  No chaos.  Just long enough, for us, to both get what we needed.

A rose, for me, to smell at least, and then it was back to green.

Reader Comments (2)

What fantastic photographs of this busy fella, Kelly!

March 7, 2012 | Unregistered Commenterlisa

Really beautiful!

March 7, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterBubba

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