Anxiety burnsan acidic devouring confidence impaled –mind wanders to childhood dreamsuncovers fear’s origin. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. I came across this tanka written in May/21 that seemed to match with the image I recently posted on my other blog. I decided to pair them here.)
We wait at the station, Mother and I,one final stop for her – painless she prays;I busied at bedside – prolonged goodbye –memories and regrets filling our days. “We live too long,” she wearily proclaims“Why must suffering linger till the end?”I plea and bargain, call angelic names,yet the will to survive refuses to bend. The […]
There are mouse bitssplayed across the sunroomstuck to my favourite throw rug and great globs of glue The trap my husband setto catch the recent invasionapparently lured the hunterfor she, stiff legged andface matted, is skulkingelsewhere I stepped on a gluey biteyes not yet openbefore notingthe disarray Hard to concentratewhen a tail detachedfrom a thigh […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Love the sky peeking through the trees. 😊
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Oops! Meant the sun not the sky. 😂
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Lol. I knew what you meant.
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Thanks Irene.
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So wonderful!
Those empty branches and snow on the ground merging quite well with the sunset.
Thank you so much for sharing these amazing captures with my challenge 🙂
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Always a pleasure.
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That’s gorgeous! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks!
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It’s always a pleasure to watch the sun go down through the trees.
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It is. This is the view from my favourite place to sit in the house.
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I can see why! I have favorite place to sit at the back of the house and watch the sun set and a favorite place to sit in the front of the house to watch the sun rise.
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Nice.
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🙂
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