Are we awakebarely breathing? Mounting raucousshattering sensibility Hatred buildingrights withering Who will survive? I, chirps the solo bloom Timid-voicedoverlooked radiant in her fragilityconfident Breathe (Art my own)
Boxes are filling up around us. We’re making a dent in our to-do lists. Doubt seeps in. Are we doing the right thing? Then I remember all the reasons behind making this choice and affirm: We are dismantling one life to build another, purposeful existence.
Wonderful photo for the day 😀
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Thank you!
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I am very drawn to this scene, I want to feel it.
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Yes – the colour is so alluring. Must be start of springtime here in Texas?
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Already? We are still in summer, and here summer and autumn conflate, which means out summer runs from spring and almost up to winter in June.
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I have no idea of the seasons here really – a stranger in strange land.
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Ah, but I guess it’s the end of winter
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That photo just says Warmth; verse so peaceful. Much appreciated 🙂
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Lovely, I want to run my hands over that log, perfect description!
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Thank you!
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A pleasure!
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So beautiful – words and pic
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Thank you.
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😊⭐️
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