Dawn breathes an invitation and Rumi’s words taunt me: Do not go back to sleep. I am loathe to greet the day – not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness. Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have […]
Does the moon envysun’s glorified reign –(gender inferred) Sons were sunin my family,we women lunar Father straddledthe two – a secretwe fought to suppress Fluidity of pronounsnon-existantin formative years. (Image my own)
I feel deeply honoured to be part of September’s issue of Tangled Locks Journal. Thank you to Teresa Berkowitz for accepting my poem, “Feline”. Please visit me there, and take a moment to peruse all the writing: you won’t be disappointed. Tangled Locks Journal is published quarterly. Information for how to get involved is available […]
Just look at that! Another past-time I enjoy, thinking of starting a bird log.
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My husband said I should do that too. Love my birds.
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I find them most fascinating.
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Gorgeous capture 🙂
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Thanks.
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Lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah.
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sometimes you just need a love button!
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We do! Thanks.
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You’re welcome!
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He’s intent on getting at the suet!
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Isn’t he! Looks like he’s doing a chin up.
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Yes, he does!
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