Eagle arrivesand I am at oncesmall, insignificant Breath heldI am stillness basking in majesty Till ubiquitous crowcalls his cronies,chases eagle off Everything gains perspective. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Cast my shadow over white banksassert presence: proud, defiant Will find beauty in deserted placesand colour in the monochrome Haunted by a Winter state of mindresolved to stretch despite chill. (Image my creation)
He fills the homewith sweetness –serenades their love –while she picks awayat every gesture,imagining subterfuge His floral wordsonly serve to pokedoubts – she readsbetween the linesof ornamental landmines He lights candlesto set a mood,but she is alreadyplanning a funeral –her wrung out heartunwilling to fall.
One Woman's Quest II 
Cool photos. That tree especially is amazing!
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Isn’t it something. Looks like it is alive. Thanks.
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You’re welcome. Nature provides us with many mysteries!
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I love the old, gnarled tree with its tender new leaves. The colts with their mums are very appealing, too.
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Thanks Liz.
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Beautiful photos for this week. Thanks VJ for playing along 😀
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Thanks Cee!
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VJ, great tree, but I feel like I am looking for the Tin Man’s oil can as apples are getting thrown at me. Keith
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Lol. It does look very much alive.
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These are wonderful! I love that tree! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks. Even more special about that tree, is that is home to a family of owls.
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I would love to see that family! 🙂 ❤
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We managed to see one the babies.
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I hope you are able to capture some photos!
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Just a blurry blob!
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