There is light in unknowns –at least I project it there –caught between the currentashen landscape and the achingsof a solitary childhood… I like to think faith guides mebut she is muted like the gardensof my dreams, more etherealthan palpable and I need concretehave waited too long for that train of certainty to carry me […]
My to-do lists have grown appendagesare teaming up in a huddleplotting their next play Wait a minute, Guys! I pleadthe afternoon sun has caught meat just the right angle,and my chair, with a mind of its own,is reclining… Can’t we save the game day anticsfor another time… (Image my own)
The scenery outside my windowis passing by too fast, andI’m facing backwards, wavesof nausea disrupting the view I focus on emotion, animated,try to discern its origin, realizeit is misplaced; I am disorientedlaugh at the enormity of my blunder.
One Woman's Quest II 
Lovely patterns 🙂
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Thanks Hammad!
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Beautiful, even the first, which is also a grief, shows life and interdependence.
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It does. Thanks.
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Beautiful! Nature is so creative.
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It really is. Thanks!
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Excellent captures! The patterns nature creates are always such a wonder.
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They really are. Thanks Liz!
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You’re welcome, V.J.!
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These are great! I especially love the stump with roots! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah. Those roots always remind me of childhood – they sparked the imagination for play.
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🙂 ❤ !
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What delightful photos you have for patterns this week. Thanks V.J. 😀
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Thanks Cee!
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