Flying, Floating, Feeling Free

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Summer is about being buoyant and free ... a time to lift with the breeze, kick off our shoes, squish our toes onto bountiful shores and splash our feet in the sloppy blue sea. It is dreams unfurling like colourful flowers and fantastical tales about wily dragons storming sandy castle towers. It is the portal to childhood; a loosening of burdensome strings. Whenever our musings fly there, summer swings near, floating past puddles of unbound tears. It is a refuge where you can be you and I can be me. Both of us free.
Explore more at SKYWATCH and at Poets and Storytellers United where the word freedom is one of the prompts for this week. 

Check out my sites: Postcards from Penelope Puddle and Musings of A Puddlist In B.C.

Because the state of our planet is the most pressing issue of our time, link up and learn about the  Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) Report.


INTO THE LIGHT: IN HONOUR OF SHINZO ABE WHO DIED JULY 8, 2022

Comments

  1. eileeninmdJuly 7, 2022 at 11:02 AM

    Hello,
    Flying a kite at the beach is fun in the summer or any time. I like that pink flamingo float. Your flowers are beautiful.. Wonderful photos. Take care, enjoy your day. Have a great weekend!

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  2. Yogi♪♪♪July 7, 2022 at 3:04 PM

    Nothing says summer and freedom like a kite at the beach. Let the wind blow!! Summ

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  3. Spare Parts and PicsJuly 7, 2022 at 3:15 PM

    You've captured the feeling of summer beautifully!

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  4. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJuly 8, 2022 at 4:53 AM

    What a lovely evocation of summer, in words an images. Gives me something to look forward to in the cold winter I'm living through here.

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  5. Light and VoicesJuly 8, 2022 at 8:45 AM

    I remember trying to fly a kite at Griffith Park in California with my dad. Summer, beach, kite.....is definitely a time and place to fly a kite. Lovely thoughts to continue to think about till next Friday. Love your blog.

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  6. HelenJuly 8, 2022 at 9:43 AM

    How incredibly lovely ... words and images.

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  7. rallentandaJuly 8, 2022 at 10:43 AM

    Love your pics and poem.Looking forward to summer...it's a cold winter this year here in Oz. I used to have one of those blow up swans when I was a kid. Such fun.

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  8. J M BeamesJuly 8, 2022 at 1:49 PM

    Thank you for sharing summer fun.

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  9. SreejaJuly 8, 2022 at 8:28 PM

    So vibrant! Some of the pictures are beautiful as paintings. Enjoyed a lot.

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  10. Mystic MeanderingJuly 9, 2022 at 10:31 PM

    Indeed the innocence of children at play loosens the burdens of the heart in these difficult times...

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  11. stardustJuly 10, 2022 at 7:34 PM

    This post made me feel free and comfortable, Maria, with the magical power of your images and words as always. Usually a kite looks drifting across an open sky, but in your photos the kite looks having its own will to fly into the sky with balanced good posture.
    Yoko

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  12. Magaly GuerreroJuly 13, 2022 at 11:28 AM

    I love the sense of freedom in the prose, and how well such freedom is reflected in your wonderful photos.

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  13. purplepeninportland.comJuly 16, 2022 at 6:01 PM

    Wish I could sail away on that flamingo float!

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