Rest. Nap as often as you need;life can be exhausting – store up. Cry. Let your feelings be known –your voice is your saving grace. Joy is a whole body experience;immerse yourself in total delight. Hold on to those who love you;your survival depends on them. See the world through new ideas;you never know what […]
Blue expandingcrisp whiteof tiny sails –horizon The lull is gentlelucidity swellingserenity present How safe it isto imagine limitlessnesswhen I am groundedbreast to railinganchored ashore. (Image my own)
Is it selfishthis chosen solitude?How I treasure silence,stillness baiting my muse And is it my calmthat attracts chaos?The sorrow of otherslanding on my doorstep What if I rejected pleas,locked out the troubles?How long can I sustainpeace until need answers? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
A lovely verse.
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Thank you. I appreciate it.
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You’re welcome.
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Oh this is REALLY NICE.
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Thank you.
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Most welcome always.
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What wonderful tree photos you have shown us this week. Thanks V.J. 😀
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Thanks!
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The willow has a place in my heart also. One of my first paintings as young one, was of a willow in a winter scene. 🙂
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Such grace. I liked to sketch trees when I was younger. They never lose their appeal.
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apt description…Willow’s have a way of comforting!
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Yes, they do. Thanks Heather.
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ahh……..this brought back beautiful memories of the huge willow tree that was in my grandparents front yard.
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So glad you could resonate.
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🙂 bless you.
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Beautiful! I agree with you about those Willow’s! ❤
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Thanks!
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