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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch... -
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
I love this one in black and white. But I must admit, I yearn to see the color of the flowers.
ReplyDeleteI can do that!
DeleteThanks. Absolutely amazing how different the two look. Same photograph yet very different feelings evoked. I love both of them.
DeleteI love the juxtaposition --
ReplyDeleteThe joys of being at home and pottering in the garden. Suddenly everything is in colour again.
ReplyDeletein my, not sought after, opinion the color here is necessary. Much as I like, even prefer bw, the black and white version lacks something, it is really rather one dimensional.
ReplyDeleteI think so, too. I always appreciate your perspective.
DeleteCottage charisma! I find that B/W often diminishes a scene composed intricate, complex , surfaces. That's why I labor to find the bolder forms and intersections of dark and light.
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