Harmony- #WordlessWednesday

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robertawrites235681907 says:

June 3, 2020 at 9:38 am

This is a fantastic picture, Jacquie.

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  June 3, 2020 at 10:14 am
  
  I know life isn’t simple right now, but thought maybe, if we just take a deep breath…
  
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D.L. Finn, Author says:

June 3, 2020 at 9:47 am

Such vibrant colors and beauty, Jacquie:)

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  June 3, 2020 at 10:12 am
  
  Thanks, Denise. It’s the first time I’ve ever had a peony bloom for me!
  
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Jacqui Murray says:

June 3, 2020 at 10:23 am

Needs no words, Jacquie.

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  June 3, 2020 at 10:57 am
  
  Thank you ❤
  
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John W. Howell says:

June 3, 2020 at 11:03 am

Beautiful photo, Jacquie.

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  June 3, 2020 at 11:05 am
  
  Thanks, John. I’m thrilled it bloomed!
  
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Miriam Hurdle says:

June 3, 2020 at 4:17 pm

Just looking at it brightens my day, Jacquie!

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Staci Troilo says:

June 4, 2020 at 4:09 am

Bold and beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  June 4, 2020 at 10:16 am
  
  You’re right, it is a bold color palette- bees love it!
  
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masgautsen says:

June 6, 2020 at 10:15 am

Wonderful photo!

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  June 6, 2020 at 8:36 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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Jane Owen says:

June 10, 2020 at 4:47 pm

I just love photos from your garden!! ❤️

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  June 10, 2020 at 7:23 pm
  
  Thank you, Jane. It’s our pride and joy 😊
  
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I’d been poor as shit for my entire life. I’d learned to roll with it most days. Other times, like this morning, it punched me in the teeth.

In Harmony- Emma Scott

I’ve never been hit in the face. My mother didn’t bother disciplining me. Though I saw men hit her and my aunt from time to time, no man has ever hit me, so I didn’t know. I couldn’t have known that the first hit, that baptism into violence, doesn’t just sting the flesh. It startles the soul.

Long Shot- Kennedy Ryan

His children were left behind, like a sock in a drawer that was almost empty, and that was a million times worse than if there was nothing left at all.

Bring Down the Stars- Emma Scott

I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, asking it to be a doughnut.

Lost and Found Sisters- Jill Shalvis

Ragged police tape swung from the columns. The double-wide front door had been blown open, like the house had died mid-scream. Like it is still screaming.

Every Deep Desire- Sharon Wray