instantly, we exhale and...poof.
but the breath captured inside this ball has swirled in its plastic cocoon
through an entire winter
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22 comments:
You are right,Dear Friend.
Very creative and clever too.
Yes it is still light at 7:30 plus. the sun sets here at 7:24 but stays light until about 8:00 specially with a clear sky.
I just looked it up:
Sunrise 7:11
Sunset 7:21
MB
Interesting, the 'stuff' a winter leaves behind and most of it ain't white. Ha!
How intriguing, that thought. . .so if the person who blew the air into that ball had since died. . .his/her breath would still be captured. . .right there.
Lovely photo and very clever thought to go with it.
What an amazing thought! You are so right.
That tulip on my site is in a friends garden. I haven't attempted tulips yet.
Cute...someone up there in Brattleboro must be full of hot air!
Such an intriguing thought. I like it very much!
That is a nice idea. I wonder if you could still smell the garlic from the last meal?
Did you play with that ball.... LOL
Why not its FUNNY :)))))
Very creative words !!!
My compliments .....
Have a HAPPY weekend :-)
Kareltje =^.^=
Anya :-)
A breath captured in the ball? Hmmmm, very intriguing!
God bless you!
Cezar
At least, breath can be captured...Dreams can't!
You have found great words...
Great shot...
Greetings
Yvi
Wise words, funny picture!
I like that idea contrasted with the slash of green from the plant emerging from the frozen earth.
There are children there, They've forgotten their balls, great idea!
Have a nice weekend!
Serge
Now that's an interesting metaphysical thought. In we fill an inflatable ball with our breath and then we die, does our essence stay on within the sphere?
I hope these means you're feeling relieved and letting out a long breath. Another great Brattleboro moment. I love the pink!
You have such interesting thoughts about everyday objects.
what a thought!
Amazing observation and thought. I am so happy that you are regaining some mobility and all systems are go for Boston next weekend . . . yes, I think it would be fun to meet up . . . we just need a place and time.
Very interesting.
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