Sunday, August 21, 2011

Believing!

"Large divine and comfortable words."


                  Alfred Lord Tennyson




 Early this Sunday morning My Hero comes in to wake me up.   "I have a story for you”, the sweetest words I have ever heard.  I jump out of bed and look out the window. I throw on a sweater, and my old jeans. I grab my camera, and head downstairs to get my rubber boots.
 The wicked wind, and rain storm last night has left everything dripping with water. I walk through the wet grass my trail showing behind me. I open the dripping barn gate, and head down the lane.
 Thank you My Hero for believing in my storytelling abilities but alas this story has already been told.(Read it here). The parties over!


Later.

12 comments:

  1. Although I appreciate the symbolism of letting balloons go adrift, or in this case perhaps, a party favor breaking free from its foundation, I also worry about the little critters who might get caught in them or worse, try to eat them.

    Neat find by your hubby and I love the fact he came and got you... :)

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  2. A story that can be told again and again...great photo and so sweet of hubby to let know they were there.

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  3. A sweet story for this morning.

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  4. this is a sweet story....someone knows you pretty well!!!

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  5. It's the thought that counts..sometimes I see things on my run in the middle of the desert and I think how in the world did this get here...

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  6. The story is just as good or better the second time, especially since I didn't know about your blog last November so it's all new to me.

    I enjoyed the dark morning look of your photos and the second chapter of the tale.

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  7. I find it quite amazing that balloons find their way to your place. That never happens to us! Perhaps there is even more to this story...

    Blessings, Debbie

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  8. how fun! it seems your land has balloon-magnet properties. :o)

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  9. I too love how your hero came and got you.
    This lot were fresh from a party with all their tizz still attached!

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  10. Gotta love a guy who wants to show you what he's found because he thinks you might be able to use it in some way!

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The mind grows by what it feeds on. J.G. Holland

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