“A voice said, Look me in the starsAnd tell me truly, men of earth,If all the soul-and-body scarsWere not too much to pay for birth.” Effort, it seems to me, is what makes gain so sweet. Moving has stretched us beyond what we thought we were capable of, but never have we doubted our purpose. […]
Two days after we landed, boxes and all, I fell ill with the flu. Friends and family unpacked while I slept my way through feverish chills and sweats and all the other fun things that come with this bug. Yesterday, I regained a sense of normalcy, and could finally focus on my new surroundings. Of […]
A cruel masterthe ticking clockSo much potentialGet it done! I rush past shadowscrumple the pagesfailed attemptsmounting What of dreams?Of life’s destiny?How I worshipat the altar of should Even with positivityfantastical notions fall shortI argue against uncertaintymeet only disapproval There is no magicno pre-destined famejust dust gatheringThe dead are unimpressed. (Image my own)
Ah, days of bare feet, luxuriating in the carefree, delightful gallery VJ
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Thanks Paul.
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Pleasure VJ
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I really like your first photo for this week. 😀
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Thanks!
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Lovely photos for this challenge VJ!
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Thanks Aletta!
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VJ, with the tired bare feet, it looks like the experience needs to be reversed. It hit me as a wonderful day outside that left someone exhausted. It reminded me of those days on the shore where you walk yourself out in the shallow surf. Keith
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Nice thoughts Keith.
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I remember those bare feet!
The last photo would be the perfect accompaniment to Pete Seeger’s “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?”
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Yes! I like that photo – it would work with the song.
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