What’s her name? Simple question from mother to son – recognizing the love-lifted joy of his countenance. I cannot tell, said he, you’ll ask too many questions. Do I know her? No, Mom, she’s Somali. And Muslim. I felt my whiteness and all its privilege slap me, stumbled Of course she is welcome, of course […]
Even as we let go of that which no longer serves our hearts grow wings. ***** I am venturing into new territory, and have established a virtual store front with Society6: KnutsonKreations. I would love it if you’d check me out. Society6 is offering an Artist Promotion through to Thursday, February 21 at midnight – […]
Lethargic, you say – it is the moon’s withdrawal that compels this wane – the current that runs between defying gravity, depleting – no sense in fighting such elemental flow – total submission is key. (Written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge: moon; Ragtag Community’s: key; and Fandango’s: lethargic.)
It is a mess, but there is a certain beauty in the derelict.
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Thanks Gavin. It definitely demonstrates nature’s awesome power.
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There was certainly some demolision before the construction. Lots of damage there. Great series of photos.
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Thanks.
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A constructive take, puns aside, what a mess!
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Isn’t it? So tragic.
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Yes, tragic, can’t believe the time has slipped away.
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