Talks stalledescapees strugglelives minimizedburdens heavydespair palpable Can they sensethe global hug,compassion circling? Do prayers have substance,or have the displacednever felt so alone? (Image mine)
Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
One Woman's Quest II 
And that too, in the most mesmerizing way!
These are lovely captures, V.J. 🙂
Thank you so much for sharing this my challenge 🙂
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Aways a pleasure, Hammad
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Wonderful shot V.J.
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Thank you!
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I particuarly like the first photo. That winter sky, road, and snow-covered fields are so much a part of my life.
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Are they? This is my favourite drive. Although you can’t see it in the photo, the river runs beside the road.
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Your pictures are always worth a thousand words! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks so much.
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I think you captured a “softness” of the sky in both these photos.
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Thanks Heather. i love these textured skies
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They can be quite relaxing to watch!
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