I fear the denouement –the moment of reckoningwhen the winding pathunravels; when intentions,transient at best, revealthemselves as common liesand soul crumples before lightrecognizing this is not the end. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @ Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Young woman, I see your painremember a time when I toostruggled for autonomy, purpose Wish I could reach acrossthe span of generations, mirrorthe beauty that I see, release the tangle of deception that binds,facilitate your potential, helpadvance your journey, lift you beyond the clutter and noiseand deliver you to freedom, butyour book has not been […]
Symptoms –YieldingSpiritTamperedEnthusiasmMuteIncomprehensibleChallenge (M.E. or Myalgic Encephalomyelitis is said to be systemic. Every so often it reminds me so I attempt to write through it. Image and poem my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
A happy neighbor!
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The best!
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Mr. Finch looks to be sweet little fellow.
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*a
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I think this is a young’un. Very sweet.
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I think you’re right. His coloring looks a little muted.
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Great expression!
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Isn’t it! She’s saying: Did you put this here, human?
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Exactly! 🙂
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Bird cafe 😃sounds interesting…
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Lol. Hubby is setting up an array of feeders.
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😃
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Adorable! 🙂
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Thanks.
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The Finch will be happy. A wonderful last photo VJ 🙂 thanks for joining in
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Definitely a happy finch and friends.
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