At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Lovely pink!!
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I hope it continues to do so. Beautiful flowers!
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Thanks.
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I like the green to the side – cool photo
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Wild for this time of year. thanks.
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I know ! But I like it –
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Around here too! Till yesterday when we had a snow storm. The mums are still holding on though. Very nice.
Pat
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Such strange weather isn’t it? We had a snow storm today and yet there are trees with bright leaves still. Odd.
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Yeap, very strange indeed. Mother nature adjusting to all the changes on the planet.
Pat
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they look like powder puffs!
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They do!
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I agree – making three!
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Beautiful mum photo. 😀
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Thanks, Cee.
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