Simple phraseswords like scented blossomscapture my imaginationcarry me How is it,dear poet,that you sense my needswrite my revival (Image my own)
Mom said sh’e leaving Dadcan’t take it anymorewe move. Relocate. Reset. Bullying at school out of controlcan’t take it anymorewe move. Relocate. Reset. Truancy a problemthen the rapeschool says I have to go. Relocate. Reset. Sister move back homeone unhinged, the other batteredMoms says it’d be better if I leave. Relocate. Reset. Shuffle boxes from […]
I am orangein a monotone clime radiant againsta melancholic backdrop a poem withina droning monologue. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Art my own.)
I love the pink birds…aspoonbills? Interesting name. I never heard of them before. 🙂
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Roseate spoonbills. I think they are only in a few areas. Beautiful colour, funny looking up close
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Great shots.
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Thank you!
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Gorgeous views! Your daughter is lucky to have that landscape to see out the window.
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Yes- it’s a beautiful view. Thanks
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Nice to be able to share in this.
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It is! Thanks
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Ooh VJ, love those pink birds. Are they flamingos???
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They are Roseate aspoonbills. Thanks
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Aha, we have them here as well now. I think due to climate change.
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Maybe. They were endangered at one point, but I believe coming back in numbers.
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