Walking across the mall’s parking lot she looked up at the glorious blue sky. The sun was hiding behind a tiny grey cloud, probably snow in that one. And then she saw a huge grey mass. It was where the snowploughs push the snow. In the past ten days, the lovely air we breathe in this city added its global charm.
sun plays peak- a- boo
grey puffs drifting
frowning at our air
unforgiving images
masking the universe
Viewing her photos the dreary mountain disgusts her. The wonderful thing about art and photography is that one can alter eyesores to more delightful landscapes.
brush dipped in pale hues
shading hills innocent and pure
O winters of yore!
– or –
pleasing to the eyes
softening harsh realities
soothing to the soul
© Tournesol ’16/01/12
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
A beautiful collection of moments to start the day 🙂
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Surely beats the inside of a courthouse jury room all day long.
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Are you on jury duty? I’ve been put on a list only once and never called.
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