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The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge

Published May 29, 2015 by Kathleen's Writings & Art

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “On the Way.”

on my way

The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “On the Way”
Photo by: Kathleen Stevens/2015

On the way to Williston North Dakota…it was a wonderful trip and experience!!

Phoneography and Non-SLR Digital Devices Photo Challenge: Black and White

Published May 18, 2015 by Kathleen's Writings & Art

Phoneography and Non-SLR Digital Devices Photo Challenge: Black and White – “Working the Land”
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Photo by: Kathleen Stevens/2015,
“Working the Land”,
taken with my phone camera

Weekly Photo Challenge/Forces-of-Nature

Published May 8, 2015 by Kathleen's Writings & Art

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Forces of Nature.”

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Photo taken by: Kathleen Stevens,
‘Forces-of-Nature’ (weekly photo challenge)
Colorado/2014

Autumn Play

Published May 4, 2015 by Kathleen's Writings & Art

Memories of my childhood in Michigan…this was always my father’s favorite…enjoy!!

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thanksgiving after

Laughing children on a sunny day,

barns stacked full with fresh baled hay,

ripe apples on trees in a row,

autumn leaves scattered on the ground below,

Children playing in flowered fields,

grazing horses dot the rolling hills,

night is nigh with star splashed sky,

and night will dance with fireflies.

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An Old Woman

Published May 1, 2015 by Kathleen's Writings & Art

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Beneath the shade of an old oak tree,

there sat an old woman

completely free,

humming and singing

an unfamiliar song,

with sounds so sweet

and words not long.

Her white sun-kissed hair

blowing like a running mare

on the tails of the wind,

and her tan leathery skin,

draped with a dress

vibrant in colors

and apparently unpressed.

A spell she cast on me

as I sat near,

how lovely, how serene,

with smells of sweet flowers

awakening in the spring.

A warmth filled my soul

as I closed my eyes,

how peaceful was the

never-ending blue sky.

I could stay there for hours,

no time was addressed,

I had no where to be

and,

I needed the rest.

(written by: Kathleen Stevens)
(art work by: Kathleen Stevens, acrylic wash on copper)

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