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Saturday, September 10, 2011

Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Magic

Morning light on a window frames Nature's world

Height of Haiku Challenge
Haiku Heights #68 ~ Magic
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Weekend Reflections #103

Tree limbs and sky clouds
Colours beyond bricks of earth
Reflection magic

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14 comments:

Maude Lynn said...: That picture is magic, indeed!; September 10, 2011 at 2:32 AM
Sylvia K said...: You did capture the magic of the morning in a lovely reflection and great composition! Enjoy!

Sylvia; September 10, 2011 at 6:57 AM
Grace said...: Haiku and picture are paired magically ~

Happy day ~; September 10, 2011 at 8:53 AM
judithwesterfield said...: Your picture didn't show on my screen.
But the Haiku said it all; September 10, 2011 at 12:14 PM
Tweety said...: I could feel the magic in the picture :) :) Reflections are indeed some magic :D :D; September 10, 2011 at 2:26 PM
ShonEjai said...: I loved it!; September 10, 2011 at 2:55 PM
Nanka said...: Forms a nice picture window!! ...and good to view the ever changing sky and its colors in the reflections too!!; September 10, 2011 at 3:57 PM
vivinfrance said...: lovely haiku, linked with a clever picture. The trouble is that birds frequently think they an fly in that sky and knock themselves out and worse...; September 10, 2011 at 4:39 PM
Kalyan said...: simply beautifully captured shot and the words...lovely!; September 10, 2011 at 7:36 PM
Mildred said...: Very nice capture and loverly haiku!
Thanks for sharing;o)

¤ Have a nice and happy weekend ¤; September 10, 2011 at 8:17 PM
'Tsuki said...: That is a nice moment you immortalize here..; September 10, 2011 at 11:04 PM
Magical Mystical Teacher said...: Reflections do have their own special magic about them. I hardly ever tire of seeing the world staring back at me in glass or water.

Morning Magic here; September 11, 2011 at 3:51 AM
genie said...: Your picture showed up just fine on my iPad, and the reflection you captured is lovely. I really like this one. Genie; September 11, 2011 at 12:31 PM
James said...: The reflected sun and trees make a beautiful picture!; September 14, 2011 at 4:39 AM

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