Talks stalledescapees strugglelives minimizedburdens heavydespair palpable Can they sensethe global hug,compassion circling? Do prayers have substance,or have the displacednever felt so alone? (Image mine)
Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
One Woman's Quest II 
I love these! I am particularly drawn to the white duck. He is such a pure white accented with his orange beak, it’s as if he came directly from the pages of a children’s picture book.
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That’s what I think too. Hard to tell from the photo but it is actually a goose – like Mother Goose.
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Oh, OK!!
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Excellent pics!
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Thanks.
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Welcome! 😉
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Love the pics.
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Thanks Keith!
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Wonderful pics this week, V.J. The cockatoo on the right spoke to me. He said, “you lookin’ at me?”. Then the one on the left quietly spoke, “Really???” LOL! 🙂
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They were quite the characters. Thanks Lisa.
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I love these! They’re so adorable! Thanks for sharing V.J! 🙂
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Thank you!
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