Wisteria Falls April 5, 2016April 11, 2016 ~ ashleynicbarnett Wisteria drips down into tendrils of luxuriance. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like Loading... Related
Ooo…I love the word, “tendrils” this post is luxurious. Beautiful…thank you. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Oh, wisteria is so beautiful. Thank you for reminding me that soon it will be blooming near where i live. Love its name as well. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Wisteria reminds me of magical chimes swinging in the breezes and creating their own special music. Lovely. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
It really does! It blooms for such a short time that I could sit and stare at them for hours before they’re gone. LikeLike Reply
hope someday i see them until that i have to remain happy with photos and beautiful words like this…. LikeLike Reply
Quiet As It's Kept 
Beautiful picture and poem 🙂
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Such an accurate description, thanks. k.
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Ooo…I love the word, “tendrils” this post is luxurious. Beautiful…thank you.
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Lovely words to illustrate the beautiful wisteria 🙂
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There is something so lovely about those purple tendrils…
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Oh, wisteria is so beautiful. Thank you for reminding me that soon it will be blooming near where i live. Love its name as well.
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Excellent write 😀
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Oh I love that…Wisteria smells so wonderful
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It really does!
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Wisteria reminds me of magical chimes swinging in the breezes and creating their own special music. Lovely.
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It really does! It blooms for such a short time that I could sit and stare at them for hours before they’re gone.
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Ah yes, so it does, and how lucky we are to see.
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hope someday i see them until that i have to remain happy with photos and beautiful words like this….
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Such a magnificent sight captured in your words.
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