Sharp, tangy first sip
Mellowing as time goes on
Followed by the burn
Author: Dancing Echoes
I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2023 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.
May 31, 2015 at 7:11 am
Thanks Crispy, tell you all about it some day…love Red
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May 31, 2015 at 7:12 am
Can’t wait!
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May 31, 2015 at 7:13 am
Early days darlin’, still shittin’ meself…you know how these things go…but how did I get so happy?
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May 31, 2015 at 7:41 am
Loving yourself and knowing your are lovable and deserve to be loved. I am doing a happy dance!
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May 31, 2015 at 7:45 am
Well shave my mane and call me badly, what is it about you girls that means you get me like that? I have someone who has actually managed to convince me I deserve to be loved Crispy…but I am struggling…just a bit. Please continue your happy dance, I hope to be able to join you soon. Love you
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May 31, 2015 at 7:54 am
Looks like your Jazz Fest work, DE. ❤
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May 31, 2015 at 7:57 am
Actually the work of MDH. He makes the best ones around!
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May 31, 2015 at 10:36 am
A toast to the work of MDH. Celery sticks all around, DE.
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July 4, 2015 at 7:07 pm
Nothing better than a bloody mary on a rainy Sunday morn…
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