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 
Chilly 🙂
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Very!
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These photos are so beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah.
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Poor birds…they always seem to make the best of it!
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Amazing really, how they stay warm and survive.
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…and they still sing!
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I didn’t see the cardinal at first! Her orange beak gave her away.
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I wasn’t sure if the birds could get to the feeder with all that snow, but she did.
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She was able to get some food?
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She did, lol. Persistence pays off I guess.
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😀
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