The beauty of blue

By: Tammy Castleman

By Tammy CastlemanPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

Earth canvas; paint fell.

Shades of blue autumn chill.

We float above earth.

nature poetry

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Tammy Castleman

I have been an avid writer and photographer for most of my life. In terms of true passions, those are mine. What I lack for in memory, I make up for in recorded detail. We are what we leave behind.

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