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BLUE LADY
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There wasn't even any light yet in the skyWhen I awoke Emily for the shootThat cold winter morningOn Sauvie Island...We hurried...The best light is often found at dawn...Emily was turning blueUp in the crook of a tree...She was visably shiveringHer teeth chattering like madHer eyes were sparkling thoughAnd she even managed to laugh at my jokesAs I painted her even bluerSmearing cold wet paint unto her bodyWith my hands...The winds off the Columbia were blowing strongAnd she said she didn't knowIf she could take it much longer... |
"Just a few more photos..."I needed just a few more..."Just a few more photographsAnd you can wrap up in the blanket..."So she endured...
Warm hearted friend on a cold winter day...So amazing....She went solo to India twice...All by herself, gosh...Walked and walked and walkedThrough jungles and mountains,Loved the people...She's first mate on a sailing ship...World traveler EmilyWith friendship and sisterheartAlways in her eyes |
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