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 […]
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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