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__I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

__It's startling, is it not, that which old buildings can teach us?

buildings speak
silent words among themselves
the teachers 

9 comments:

Vesper said...

How true... Sometimes, we're lucky enough to catch a hint of those conversations... :-)

Rachel said...

Lieber Magyar,
deine Worte passen dazu, Isabella freut sich bestimmt!!!

Dir einen besinnlichen 1. Advent

von Herzen
Rachel

Lorraine Renaud said...

I love this Doug, I would love it more, Empty always, so I could move in, alone at last

Magyar said...

__We are all thankful... as we perceive that which is -said- from the past, I thank you for your visit and fine remark, Vesper!
__Rachel, as I read... you have seen Isabelle's water-color works and the buildings of which I spoke; I thank you too!
__Believe me L.L. you'll never be alone, because we are aLL here to pester you! I'll aDD that to your wish list! Smiles! _m

Gillena Cox said...

Doug, they speak in whispers, yet loud enough for the listener to hear


much love...

Magyar said...

__Thank ypu Gillena for your visit and cpmment. _m

Moonie said...

groans and creaks
time born on broad beams
aged barn

Old buildings...

Magyar said...

__Yes, we can hear the labor, the time and skill, and then the laughter, to say nothing of the blood the pain, and the scars!
__Thanks Moonie, lovit. _m

Crafty Green Poet said...

Very true, i love looking at the hidden details of old buildings