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)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
Gorgeous 🙂
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Gorgeous photos!
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Thanks
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Most welcome!
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Beautiful flowers! Mr. Robin Redbreast putting in an early appearance.
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Both a happy sight!
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Oh VJ, these are probably the best last photos for February. I love both of them and winning me over with a Robin photo is cheating 😀 😀 Thanks for joining in:) 🙂
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Good to hear. Thanks!
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Both are great!
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Thanks!
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Gorgeous photos! Thank you for the hope as I am very low on it today! 🙂 ❤
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Sorry to hear that, Deborah. I was so excited to see the robins, had to pull over and take a pic.
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Glad you did! 🙂 ❤
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Lovely contrast in pictures.
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Thanks Keith. The challenge is to post, unedited, but that camera pic is a robin. Hopeful sign.
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