Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Filtered Sunlight



I'm having a rather slow week after finishing a big project. But my creative juices are beginning to flow again and I'm looking forward to creating an art journal along with others at Teresa's Write Time Write Place group. There's still plenty of time to sign up. I just did today as a reward to myself.

These flowers were given to Ashley on Saturday. I took photos of all her bouquets since she left the very next day and I'm the one getting to enjoy them. Today the sunlight isn't filtered, it's hidden by the drizzle.
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5 comments:

  1. Barb5:59 PM

    Hi Lorrie,

    Thank you for stopping by my blog.
    I am in Arizona- very, very hot!
    Please think of me when you enjoy
    the drizzle.

    Have a blessed evening.

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  2. Michele12:02 AM

    Very beautiful flowers!! Love the red!!

    Michele
    luvkittysmeowmail@gmail.com

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  3. Reginas Cottage8:48 AM

    Hi Lorri

    Your pictures looks wonderful,I like
    red flowers!

    Have a nice weekend!!!!
    Regina

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  4. Sugar Bear8:50 AM

    Gorgeous flowers - they make me smile!
    Karla

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  5. Jill11:04 AM

    Love the photo of the flowers! So lovely! Have a great day.

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