Slippers, perched at night stand, twitching impatiently, mark the absence of feet, cannot appreciate the meaning of unruffled bed covers. Abandoned, a coffee mug bemoans its curdling contents, complains of thick brown lines contaminating its porcelain shine, has not noted absence of hands. Chair, pushed back from desk, in partial rotation, sits awkwardly, commanding attention, […]
A river of people move motivated by preservation, hands tightly grasping hands, a prayer for union in the midst of unfathomable hardship – they sacrifice for a promise of safety, a chance to ensure a productive life, hope. Politicians stand on the banks Casting stone-words, clouding the surface of intent, distorting agendas, interpretations – ripples […]
Are those what we used to call crabapples back in the day? Great photo!
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A little larger, I think
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Oh yes.
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Hi V.J., Thanks for playing today. 😀
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