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)
Pictures are gorgeous. You are so right. Snow changes things. we did not get the snow predicted for us. Had everything ready for the fireplace but had open doors instead. So not getting snow you prepare for changes things also. 😀
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Weather has been crazy. Thanks for dropping by.
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I also love the photo of the cold mallard, V. J. ❤ It always surprises me how hardy birds are to survive extreme winter weather.
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I know! They must have built-in insulation.
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Brrr – great pics and words to go along with!
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Thank you!
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😉
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Great photos and poem. Love the duck. Colorful!
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Thank you!
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Love those icy fingers…but to cold to hold!
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Definitely! Thanks.
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Love the image..icy finger to taunt. Been a bit of skating rink here too!
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Guess we’ll have to train ourselves to admire it, so we don’t get bogged down by it.
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Yes, a positive outlook!
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I like the low angle shot of the duck, VJ. Great images of the cold.
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Thanks!
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