IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
I think the second one is my favorite. I like the muted colors.
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Thanks Liz. I like that one too.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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For me a sense of joy, and not in a smug way, and quite without attachment – a sense of satisfaction. I think they offer memories.
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Thanks Paul.
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My pleasure VJ
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V.J. all your shots are never lucky because you are that gifted! These shots are Christmas pretty! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah. You are very sweet.
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You nailed those silver bells. Silver usually takes on the colors around it. Marvelous entry 😀
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Thanks Cee. Lucky shot.
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