Shannon Belecque:
hanging in the midday sky, willows are like stars praying to be seen
Shannon Belecque:
The means to gain happiness is to throw out from oneself like a spider in all directions an adhesive web of love, and to catch in it all that comes
Shannon Belecque:
At the base of the meadows pride and glory
Shannon Belecque:
On the front porch hundred year old memories are shared with hopes of being passed on to later generations.
Shannon Belecque:
Kick up the mud, play a slow song and love every moment of silence
Shannon Belecque:
Look beyond your wildest imaginations
Shannon Belecque:
Love is a piano dropped from a fourth story window, and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time
Shannon Belecque:
Each family has a family tree, some reach up into the sky while others dig deep down burying their roots creating a strong family foundation
Shannon Belecque:
Gravity is only the bark of wisdom's tree but it preserves it
Shannon Belecque:
Overlooking a three hundred acre property, beauty is seen in each direction
Shannon Belecque:
the sun was nice, shining through the vibrant leaves of a memorable tree
Shannon Belecque:
We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees, yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid when told they are loved