I have venturedinto your atmosphereslipped my skinyour skinand discovereda universethoughtsemotionsbeliefsblendinginto a physical danceof light and shadownuances of colourdelineating life At our corewe are lightleaning into mysterycellular interpretationsof a symphonywe cannot hear Compassion extendedmind alteredwe meld. (Melding first appeared here June, 2020. Image my own)
Supper dishes abandoned,we cruise the backroads,destination: river’s edge A muskrat creates ripplesdistorting mirror imagesdisappears into murky unknown A canoe glides by, occupant a silhouettein the golden sun’s descent We linger in the warmthof the fading glow, celebratingsummer’s gracious moments. (Image my own)
There are shores that remainever-etched upon my heart –emotional tides that tugand carry me, currentsof past revelations – I remember drowningin the swells of lonelinessalways the outsider, the grainsof this sentimentalitystill shredding my adult soul. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
This certainly drew me in, I love the way you spin a good yarn 🙂
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Ha ha, thanks
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🙂
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Fun indeed! Love the last
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Thanks Tina.
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Oooh, love that church window especially!!
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Darn traffic light was in the way.
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Oh well, life’s just not perfect, eh? 🙂
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Seldom….
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Yes.
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i really enjoyed the photos with commentary!
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Thanks Wendi!
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absolutely! 🙂
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Hi, VJ. Glad you joined us! I think that chair/swing looks marvelous. I wouldn’t mind borrowing it, too!
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Thanks Patti. Might be hard to take photos from it though.
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