The wedding was under the oaks. Moss dripped from the long reaching arms of mother nature. Home grown honey sealed the depths, of their love.
Sunlight and laughter echoed in God’s selected chamber.
Standing on love; reaching, perched high, we could hear the harmony, of Melody.
A special moment in time.
exploring Truth in art.
Blogging from the Upper Peninsula North Woods...
682 true stories from the Southern Gothic heart of one Florida town
Diana R Zimmerman
Artful, Conscious Living with Bipolar Disorder
Woman Of The World
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Too many reincarnations in a single lifetime to trust this one.
Fish Eye Farm 
Beautiful thoughts, beautiful words.
Picture-perfect photographs. Thank you.
~ Peace, Love & Harmony
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