Yearning for renewalwe wrestle dragons –unsuspected passages,like time machinesscattering ticket stubs We distractseek nourishmentpercolate meaning Nostalgic nuancessuccumb tojagged memories –Cubism in motion. (Art mine)
Oh that Spring gale,she’s such a storyteller –awakens the landfiddles with expectations –Welcome post-Winter trickster. (Image my own)
Gathered up all the loveI’d previously rejectedpulled it to melike a well-worn cloakImagined the comfortsuch a vibration would bringoblivion amounting to bliss But love –my interpretation of it –does not nullify painAnd I writhed in its intensitypain physically ingrainedburdened by memories How can this be? I criedIn darkness I turned to loveprojected nirvanauncovered such an […]
I love the clematis seeds (at least I think hat’s what they are).
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I have no idea, but they are fascinating.
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I really like your snowy branch. Wonderful photos for this week. Thanks V.J. 😀
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These are so pretty! 🙂 ❤
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I was going to ask what kind of tree that was, but I see the answer already…. It looks like what we used to call Cottonwood trees in Oklahoma. I don’t know if that was the official name for it or not, but I do know it was terrible for my allergies. Hope you and yours are doing as well as possible. Hugs!
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Quite amazing they are 🙂
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Thanks
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What kind of tree is in the first photo?
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That’s a good question – I don’t actually know. It grows along the river here.
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It reminded me a little of a mimosa tree, but I can’t be sure.
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