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woven goods


thank 
the
people
who weft through
the warp of your life
for creating the tapestry


Rene ~ January 2011


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  1. FireblossomJanuary 4, 2011 at 7:32 PM

    Well then...thanks, gal. You are spice in the chili.

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  2. Maureen NewmanJanuary 4, 2011 at 8:15 PM

    Sometimes it feels like a warp. And yes, thanks to those who weave the tapestry!

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  3. Marilyn & JeffJanuary 4, 2011 at 8:50 PM

    Oh your words hold such a beautiful imagery. I love all of the different takes on this photo prompt.

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  4. Brian MillerJanuary 4, 2011 at 9:35 PM

    beware the spicy chili..just saying...but the tapestry we all create it is gorgeous...

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  5. HelenJanuary 4, 2011 at 9:55 PM

    Tapestry ... rich, full of history, valuable .. your Magpie is one of my favorites!

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  6. Irish GumboJanuary 5, 2011 at 6:40 AM

    Quietly beautiful. Thank you, Rene.

    :)

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  7. CadJanuary 5, 2011 at 7:17 AM

    Together we can make a cloth of gold!

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  8. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJanuary 5, 2011 at 12:36 PM

    lovely hint...
    well put,
    ;)

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  9. FrikoJanuary 5, 2011 at 12:46 PM

    Short but very sweet. Pithy, true and instantly appreciable.
    What could be better.

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  10. Brigid O'ConnorJanuary 5, 2011 at 1:18 PM

    Great piece 'warp of your life'- I know that feeling.

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  11. AndreasJanuary 5, 2011 at 1:39 PM

    Wonderful!

    I love the analogy.

    ...weft through / the warp of your life

    is just a wonderful line (I smile in delight).

    I'm a first time visitor. Having a look around your blog, there's quite a bit I like. I don't know how I've missed it; must have been busy, don't know what with.

    You write in your profile:

    "I'm just a gal who writes.
    I just do.
    It's how I play."

    Well, let me just say: you got game girl! :)

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  12. signed...bkmJanuary 5, 2011 at 5:13 PM

    creating the tapestry....beautiful...bkm

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  13. Tess KincaidJanuary 5, 2011 at 6:51 PM

    I love the notion of life being a tapestry. Beautiful, Rene.

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  14. RJ ClarkenJanuary 5, 2011 at 7:38 PM

    I have to agree - I love the whole idea of life being a tapestry. It reminds me of Carole King's song from (I think) 1970 or 1971.

    You did a lovely job of weaving your words here.

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  15. HopeJanuary 5, 2011 at 8:14 PM

    great positive post!

    thank you

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  16. hedgewitchJanuary 5, 2011 at 9:51 PM

    Nice take on a prompt that was frankly incomprehensible to me. I'm waiting for next time, I think.;)

    I like weaving images and you've used them well here to number the threads that tie us together.

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  17. ReflectionsJanuary 6, 2011 at 12:03 AM

    A tapestry stitched by individuals to create the one sole piece, the quilt of time. Well expressed.

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  18. Everyday GoddessJanuary 6, 2011 at 11:23 AM

    brilliant! a direct hit. love it.

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  19. Coloring Outside the LinesJanuary 6, 2011 at 2:09 PM

    Simply divine...thanks for sharing!

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  20. KavitaJanuary 6, 2011 at 3:55 PM

    Oh yes, I do! And I thank you too for this thought provoking piece.. it's wonderful!

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  21. Uma AnandaneJanuary 7, 2011 at 7:49 AM

    Lovely thinking

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  22. Mrs.TrellisJanuary 7, 2011 at 6:39 PM

    We're all weavers, then?

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  23. Lucy WestenraJanuary 9, 2011 at 6:47 AM

    What a lovely idea . . .

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  24. Steve IsaakJanuary 11, 2011 at 8:21 PM

    Direct, good piece.

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