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 […]
Wow!
Pink sky out in the field. This is really special.
Thank you very much for sharing this amazing sky capture with my challenge 🙂
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Thanks Hammad.
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Takes me back those silos, sigh.
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Yes! Love the scenery.
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Yes!
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Pretty 🤩
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Thanks.
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So majestic! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks.
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So awesome!
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Thanks!
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Very nice!
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Thanks.
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Welcome!
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These two photos are particularly inspired!
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Thanks Liz. Literally sped down the road to catch them, lol.
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