Rest. Nap as often as you need;life can be exhausting – store up. Cry. Let your feelings be known –your voice is your saving grace. Joy is a whole body experience;immerse yourself in total delight. Hold on to those who love you;your survival depends on them. See the world through new ideas;you never know what […]
Blue expandingcrisp whiteof tiny sails –horizon The lull is gentlelucidity swellingserenity present How safe it isto imagine limitlessnesswhen I am groundedbreast to railinganchored ashore. (Image my own)
Is it selfishthis chosen solitude?How I treasure silence,stillness baiting my muse And is it my calmthat attracts chaos?The sorrow of otherslanding on my doorstep What if I rejected pleas,locked out the troubles?How long can I sustainpeace until need answers? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
Wow!
Looking at them flying away high above gives a unique perspective about home and traveling.
Thank you so much for sharing these with my challenge 🙂
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Thank you, Hammad!
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Go geese go 🙂
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Love their discipline 😃
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Yes.
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I love the different formations that the geese take as they make they way across the sky.
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Out of instinct they arrange themselves in formations for migration but they don’t migrate anymore. Funny.
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Interesting! I didn’t know that.
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Another symptom of global warning I suspect. Our winters just aren’t as cold, negating the need.
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That makes sense (sadly).
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