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 […]
Yes, a beauty of it’s own, seems quite big.
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It is! Happy to stumble upon it empty, lol.
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For sure, I’ve experienced wasp stings – very painful
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They grew one right outside of my attic window once. It seemed it took no time at all to build. I had to wait them out. Winter came and they were no more, then I removed it. Too close for comfort😊😊. A nice shot!
Pat
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Yes, we had one on the back of our motor home – way too close. Interesting, though.
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That’s so awesome. To think many little buggers built that. Here, they like our gutters.
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They like nooks and crannies for sure
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They can stay out of my nooks and crannies LOL
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Hahaha
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Beautiful photo. 😀
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Thanks
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