That time, playing in the muck,foot emerging without a boot,hopping and laughingall the way home… Then, later, on the busthe impact of the carthe windshield crackinglike a giant spiderblood all overthe dead lady’s face All in the past –sunroof openkids riding along,music blaring But trauma is a spiderArachne reaching into happy placesand as much as […]
Measured in spoonfulsprogress imperceptible Still feel the angst ofno-time-to-breathe lifestyle pressured from withinto get-it-done spend unavailable resourcesruminating solutions push against the wallswith little to show surrender to impotencyand wait for the next surge.
Sister was a hurricane –destruction her path Tried to calm, encouragebut her core was damaged Try to reach her now, across death’s abyss understand beforeher legacy swallows me.
One Woman's Quest II 
Wonderful captures.
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Thanks
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I’m partial to the train, myself!
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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I especially like your cyclist photo and how the reddish brown leaves pop out of the blues and greens. Such a peaceful photo…
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Thanks Sarah. Spring is trying hard to pop out, although the snow keeps spoiling her plans.
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Same here! It snowed again today!!
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Enough thanks!
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😀 😀 😀
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Two terrific photos for this week. The second on is so scenic. 😀
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A favourite spot. Thanks Cee
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Great choices! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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VJ, I love the tree canopy over the bike rider. Keith
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Thanks Keith. One of my favourite drives.
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