Yearning for renewalwe wrestle dragons –unsuspected passages,like time machinesscattering ticket stubs We distractseek nourishmentpercolate meaning Nostalgic nuancessuccumb tojagged memories –Cubism in motion. (Art mine)
Oh that Spring gale,she’s such a storyteller –awakens the landfiddles with expectations –Welcome post-Winter trickster. (Image my own)
Gathered up all the loveI’d previously rejectedpulled it to melike a well-worn cloakImagined the comfortsuch a vibration would bringoblivion amounting to bliss But love –my interpretation of it –does not nullify painAnd I writhed in its intensitypain physically ingrainedburdened by memories How can this be? I criedIn darkness I turned to loveprojected nirvanauncovered such an […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Even the shy night heron, how delightful to see.
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Beautiful detail and texture in the mallard shot.
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Thanks Patti
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I had no idea there were night herons…so much yet to learn, eh? 🙂
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A bird I discovered in Texas. There is a yellow-crowned (pictured) and a black-crowned.
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Very nice!
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Oh that heron is a wonderful photo. Thanks V.J 😀
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So decent of him to pose for me, eyes open, considering his natural propensity to be nocturnal.
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