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Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
Give this little cute sucker 3-4 years, and the peckerhead might bring this tree. Hope not, but they can DO damage.
ReplyDeleteI like the notion of an idea pecking at you. So true!
ReplyDeleteGreat shot Sharon. Looks like you had some rain today? It held off here until early evening.
ReplyDeleteWhen there is an idea pecking away...do you start writing?
Looks like the elusive Pileated Woodpecker. They are my favorite.
ReplyDeleteIf ideas pecked, pecked, pecked away at your skull in this fashion, wouldn't you get a bit of a headache?
ReplyDeleteWoody Woodpecker !!!
ReplyDelete;))