No big box hereour shops line upin historic rows Our fraganceeau-de-fermeearthen fresh Our spires remindersthat values are simpleand life blessed. (Photo mine)
Anxiety burnsan acidic devouring confidence impaled –mind wanders to childhood dreamsuncovers fear’s origin. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. I came across this tanka written in May/21 that seemed to match with the image I recently posted on my other blog. I decided to pair them here.)
We wait at the station, Mother and I,one final stop for her – painless she prays;I busied at bedside – prolonged goodbye –memories and regrets filling our days. “We live too long,” she wearily proclaims“Why must suffering linger till the end?”I plea and bargain, call angelic names,yet the will to survive refuses to bend. The […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Nice pictures. Loved the last one..
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Thank you
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What a stark difference between the first and the last! The last one has a charm that can’t be replicated.
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Definitely. Thank you
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I’ve always been partial to restoring the old and abandoned.
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Always fascinating!
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Lovely contrasts between buildings. The historic shot especially – it has so much character!
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Doesn’t it! It’s a quaint town.
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I love the look 🙂
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That one caught my eye as well.
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So much interesting detail!
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Yes!
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Amazing snaps, V.J. 🙂
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Thanks Hammad!
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Nice variety! Historic ones definitely have a charm…
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They do. Thanks.
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Love that charming town, V.J. I could see myself walking there.
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Thanks Teresa.
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