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  • Owlet

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  • Snow Plant

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    snow plant

    I discovered this amazing alpine flower in Mariposa Grove, Yosemite in California… it is incredible. The flower looks like fungus, but is not. I could not believe how red it was.

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  • you breathe in the sky

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    you breathe in the sky

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  • among them

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    among them

    In May 2012, I had the amazing opportunity to travel to northern California, and visit the giant sequoias in Mariposa Grove, Yosemite and the Sequoia National Park. It was an amazing experience. Not surprisingly I have many photos of these incredible trees and their partners in the forests there. They moved me to tears.

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  • red hibiscus bloom

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    red hibiscus bloom

    red hibiscus bloom
    your riot pulls me closer
    and I remember
    ~

    Leigh-Anne Fraser 2012

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  • you breathe in the sky

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    you breath in the sky

    your shade is a gift to me

    humbled I stand near

    ~

    Leigh-Anne Fraser 2012

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  • wandering Yosemite in May

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    wandering Yosemite in May

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  • sister of the small people

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    Sister of small people

    Touched by the evening breeze

    Cool and inviting

    After long weeks of heavy heat

    Breath to weigh down my soul

    And I lay crushed by its heel

    In the debris

    Sister of the little ones

    You lift me up to the clouds

    Coloured white by the moon

    And starlight dances in my heart

    Wounds will heal after the lifting

    My shoulder, near my heart bears the scar

    My mind may take longer but you

    Sister

    Have pulled me through.

    sister of my soul

    I listened to the wind you sent me

    to remind me

    to help me to remember

    and I do

    Sister of the small people

    I know who I am now.

    I am you.

    ~ Leigh-Anne Fraser 2012

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  • I write notes and letters

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    I write notes and letters

    I write notes and letters
    I will never send to you
    Hoping my heart flies
    ~

    Leigh-Anne Fraser 2012

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  • wing

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    wing

    stone wings reaching out
    in this moment hold me close
    Angel as I fall
    ~

    Leigh-Anne Fraser 2012

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  • street heart

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    street heart

    sprayed on rusted walls
    world flying by the train car
    street heart sees it all

    ~

    Leigh-Anne Fraser 2012

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  • goodbye

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    goodbye

    at the highest point
    in the soft golden sunlight
    this wave fell on stones

    ~

    Leigh-Anne Fraser 2012

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