and slipped her fine lace shawl over her shoulders
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10 comments:
Your poetic words made me smile; they describe the reality perfectly. Beautiful picture.
Beautifully poetic!
You always have the right (write) words for you excellent images.
MB
Old ladies know how to remain elegant, whatever may happen whatever kinds of ladies they may be..
Could this be lace curtain Irish?
Enjoy the snow, me thinks that it will soon be gone.
A sweet metaphor, brattcat.
Yes, what everyone has already said . . . xx
Lovely delicate B&W image Brattcat.
A little powder added to a heavy foundation??? I really like the arrangement of window panes behind the lace.
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