Lisa, over at Tao Talk is hosting (well, started yesterday) dVerse and has challenged us to use abide in a quadrille. So I did! Because, I can’t resist using only 44 words.
There are those memories that
bring a fond smile to your lips
They come, they go, you move on
And then there are those that abide
evoking the exact same feelings
as when you lived it
They persist,
weaving their way into your present
Very nice, i enjoy a long walk in the woods and country as it leaves me feeling appreciative about my life.
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Thank you, James. It does help put things into perspective, doesn’t it?
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A persistence of memories. The writing and the photos are wonderful.
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Thank you so much, Tim! So very glad you enjoyed both.
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Those are the memories that shape the way we are.
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How true that is!
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Yaa..yaa..
Nothing to says. ” So .. 🌈
Everything is…M I N D ..
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Right.
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So beautifully described. It’s breathtaking.
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Thank you, Lucy! What a lovely thing to say!
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Both photos are beautiful…
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Thank you, Sawsan.
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Here’s to the ones that abide! 😉 Love both pics, too!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Happy December! ❤️
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Here’s to those that do! 🙂 Thank you, Marina.
Happy December! 💞
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Thank you, Dale! Many hugs your way!!!
🤗😘🤗😘🤗😘🤗😘🤗😘🤗
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You are the sweetest! 🤗😘🤗😘🤗😘
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xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo🌺💝🤗
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Not only well written, but so deep-down true. Gold star, Dale.
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Thank you, my friend. Gold star, eh? Wow! You are the best!
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No. We are. 🙂
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Sweet! 💞
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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Yes indeed!
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🙂
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A very thoughtful poem. Those memories are the deep ones–good or bad–and they do stay with us.
I think I prefer the top photo, but they’re both lovely.
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Thank you, Merril. It’s funny how some bring you right back to that moment. I prefer the top one, too. Kind of felt the bottom one had a more dreamy feel to it.
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Yes, it’s funny how that works with memories. The second one is dreamy, but I guess I like paths (not as much as reflections, but. . .) 😀
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Yeah the second one is a path but not as defined. And don’t I know it. I can’t take a picture of a reflection without thinking of you! 😊
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You’re welcome. 🤣
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Hahaha!! Gonna have to share a few more ..😉
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There is a song with the line, “everything does change except what we choose to recall…”
Oh, those sweet memories. Thank you for sharing, Dale!
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Thank you so much, Jan. It’s funny. Reading your comment made me think of a song by Brandi Carlile (that I would have used as a base for this had I remembered) which has a line that says: “you can only remember what you want to forget”. But then again, I prefer the positive side of memories.
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Yummy. The peace and tranquility of your words and photos shall abide in my heart throughout this day.
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Awww… Thank you, Louise. That is a beautiful thing to say.
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So many memories 💜
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So many. 🧡
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💜
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Some things, people, times are never meant to be forgotten. lovely , dear Dale.
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I could not agree more, lovelier and sweet, dear Rene.
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For sure there are such memories, and they haunt us, for better or for worse!
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Some haunt, some comfort. 🙂
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True! 🙏
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So very true! Some are a pleasure to revisit. Some less so … All part of life, though …
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Yes. This is true and the ones that are less so serve to make the pleasant ones all the more so.
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Yes! Truth! (still prefer the fun ones, though … 😉 )
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Oh, for shizzle! 😊
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Well done, Dale. I love my memories. 😁
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Thank you, John. So do I 🙂
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😊
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Oh yes.. those are the memories to live by (and love by)
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Yes. I could not agree more.
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Dale, you’ve described the tapestry of light in life very well here, the texture that keeps us warm in the dark, cold times. Nice photos to go along with also.
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What a wonderful comment, Lisa. Thank you so much!
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You’re very welcome.
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🙂
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Q
I relate to this so much. There are memories to places, to songs, to seasons of the year. And no matter the time that goes by, they remain fixed to those things forever. It’s the power of the conscious and subconscious, to deliver us there in perpetuity. It’s a picture book tucked inside us, that we will always have to keep.
So beautiful.
B
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B.
So glad you do. It it such a gift that those special ones will always be there, just waiting for us to take them off the shelf and open them, pulling us into that time so we can feel all the feels again and again.
Thank you.
Q
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The mind can be a wondrous gift, if used for good, LOL.
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Yes. I hate when it goes rogue and causes other stuff.
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Ain’t that the truth
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For sure.
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Oh man, does that strike a nerve. I’ve been working on a photo labeling plus stories project (mine from film years). Brings back names, faces, events, emotions. Wish I could have some do-overs. But that’s not how it works, of course – unless I can slip into one of Marc’s parallel universes where John Jr is president (and I do everything right).😉
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A good nerve, I hope. And yeah, you’re not the only one. Wouldn’t it be great to slip into one of Marc’s parellel universes? Boy, oh boy… 😊
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There’s something weird but satisfying about going through those past lives. They can’t touch me, pain wise, but I can look and see what I learned from them. It is emotional, though.
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I so get it. 🤗
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Dear Dale,
You’re one of those who’s come into my life and left a few good memories along the way. Love this. Well done.
Shalom and lotsa memorable hugs,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
You are such a lovely person. I’m as lucky!
Thank you.so glad you do!
Shalom and Lotsa memory-making love,
Dale
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Excellent all around. I think the two photos echo your thought.
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Thank you so much, Ina. Love that you think so!
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You always manage to pair just the right image with your prose. And doing it in 44 words…you blow me away. Well done, woman!
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Awww shucks! Thank you Monika! You are always so generous
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I only tell the truth and are always in awe of your abilities. 🥰
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You are still fabulous. 😘
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Memories.
beautiful poem and beautiful pictures 😍
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Memories are strange and wonderful things, you’ve captured both their fleeting nature and their ability to comfort us through life.
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That they are. Funny how some stick and others just drift away.
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Yes!
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🙂
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This is so beautiful, Dale. I don’t think I realized it until I read your post that “abide” is such a good word. I’m going to add it to my favorites list. 🙂
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