One Woman's Quest II

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These Blues

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These blues invites whimsy –
not always longing

The warmth of an invitation,
the suggestion of brighter days.

Not all blues are melancholy
although I love me a good tune.

(For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: blue)

25 thoughts on “These Blues”

Athira says:

December 7, 2019 at 9:05 am

I always loves the color !Thank you

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  December 7, 2019 at 1:46 pm
  
  Thank you.
  
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  1. Athira says:
    
    December 7, 2019 at 9:33 pm
    
    You’re welcome !
    
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2. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  December 7, 2019 at 1:47 pm
  
  By the way – your link from reader says your site is inactive, so I was unable to return a visit.
  
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  1. Athira says:
    
    December 7, 2019 at 9:33 pm
    
    https://crozwalk.wordpress.com/
    
    This is the link to my blog..Kindly check and let me know.
    Thank You!
    
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  2. V.J. Knutson says:
    
    December 7, 2019 at 9:39 pm
    
    That works. Thank you. Cute penguins.
    
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  3. Athira says:
    
    December 7, 2019 at 10:56 pm
    
    Thank you 🙂
    
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  4. V.J. Knutson says:
    
    December 7, 2019 at 10:57 pm
    
    Welcome
    
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nationalparkswitht says:

November 13, 2019 at 5:55 am

Lovely flowers 💐

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 13, 2019 at 9:54 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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oneletterup says:

November 12, 2019 at 2:24 pm

Lovely sentiment and photos – esp the blue door. Really nice!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 12, 2019 at 6:01 pm
  
  Thank you! It really is an appealing colour
  
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  1. oneletterup says:
    
    November 12, 2019 at 6:36 pm
    
    You’re welcome!
    
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awisewomansjourney says:

November 12, 2019 at 11:41 am

Love this! 😀 ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 12, 2019 at 11:52 am
  
  Thanks!
  
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Cee Neuner says:

November 12, 2019 at 11:00 am

V.J. What fun blue photos you have for us this week. Thanks so much for playing along 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 12, 2019 at 11:34 am
  
  Always welcome, Cee.
  
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sgeoil says:

November 12, 2019 at 7:06 am

I loved the way you described all the blues. Sometimes it gets a bad wrap!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 12, 2019 at 10:03 am
  
  It does get a bad wrap. Thanks.
  
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  1. sgeoil says:
    
    November 12, 2019 at 10:40 am
    
    Welcome!
    
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dawnbirdau says:

November 12, 2019 at 7:00 am

Oh! lovely pics and words. That blue flower, wow!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 12, 2019 at 10:03 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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  1. dawnbirdau says:
    
    November 13, 2019 at 8:03 am
    
    Welcome, VJ.
    
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G. Paul Randall says:

November 12, 2019 at 6:42 am

the reflection in that door’s glass window is spectacular

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 12, 2019 at 10:02 am
  
  Thanks for noticing. It intrigued me as well.
  
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