Anfractuous connotes splintered, yet you and I,never broken, dancea circuitous routelost in personal reveriesinterlocking threadssolid as the symbolsadorning ring fingers. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Faint at the sight of needlesa squeamish gene, I’m sure Suck it up, adult self admonishesChild looks away, breath held Sixty-two years its been thustoo many pokes to count And now there is new promisea vaccine to ward off the virus Hope reduced to one tiny vialbelieve me, this sleeve’s rolling up. (Written for Reena’s […]
For every childvowed to be the calyxto cradle each budding soulwith a tender heart But I am imperfectideals devolvingin the face of losscross unbearable Tend my own garden nowrecognizing the powerof example overridingoppression of control. (Image my own)
Well, these images were unexpected! Good ones, all.
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Not my usual at all (except the squirrel). Thanks Liz.
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VJ, I love the hat in the first one, but the last one is my favorite. Nothing like a nice nap. Keith
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Thanks Keith. Plus those are my youngest granddaughter’s feet. Most precious.
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Perfect! Can relate to both…
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Thanks.
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the first one felt like a blast from the past!
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Right? Couldn’t resist snapping a photo
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I love it! It looks like a postcard or should be on a calendar.
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Cool photos for this week. Thanks so much V.J. for playing along 😀
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Thanks Cee. Always love your challenges. Just get overwhelmed sometimes.
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