“A woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she will without pretence and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself and only herself.” – Maya Angelo I fear living. No, that’s not it. I love living… …but I fear engagement… …drowning in engagement Except, I love engagement… […]
Globules of rainhit the windowpanes sloshing Day has not yet brokenthe sun held captiveunforgiving clouds A ghostly figureperches mid treeleers eyeless I recognizefeline contoursfearless slink A daemon stalkerWe’ve wrestled beforeHave I summoned her? She shiftshaunches easinginto pounce Not today, LordI pray aloudNot today! (for Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: ghostly. Image my own)
Lean into it;more shoulder! Physical drudgerydoes not suit me Ill-equippedsculls lacking But I will trybegrudgingly Back leaning intomonotonous task Prayed for a lifeboatnever imagined this. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image 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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