What Once Was
Coming across the remains of a campfire, I envisioned the orange/red glow of flames crackling in the air with occasional puffs of smoke vanishing in the a cool evening breeze. Then, reality took hold and I saw what is...embers out.
seeing, saying, sharing...
What Once Was (aka Embers Out)
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Great post today.
Thanks for sharing and linking in at I'd Rather B Birdin'.