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I have no problem talking about death, having lived through my husband's death to lung cancer. After he died, I sensed the Death Angel (I perceived her as black, with black feathery wings) assuring me that when my time comes I will be greeted with a great deal of love!

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Thank you so much for sharing that, Suzanna. It's so interesting hearing your experience! I feel it leads to a much richer experience of life when you talk about these things.

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These arrangements and captures of them are indeed art worthy of the life they’re celebrating

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Thank you, Lisa! Such kind words, I really appreciate it. I really find it hard photographing my own work. My studio space is quite small I find there's always peeling paint or the edge of a chair or whatever in the shot if I don't get super close.

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I love this veru much Carmen. Such beautiful flowers and wonderful photographs of them. I think that it is hard to confront our own mortality and talk about death, I don't know if its something that I will ever come to terms with. Thank you for this lovely post. 💕

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