Dawn breathes an invitation and Rumi’s words taunt me: Do not go back to sleep. I am loathe to greet the day – not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness. Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have […]
Does the moon envysun’s glorified reign –(gender inferred) Sons were sunin my family,we women lunar Father straddledthe two – a secretwe fought to suppress Fluidity of pronounsnon-existantin formative years. (Image my own)
I feel deeply honoured to be part of September’s issue of Tangled Locks Journal. Thank you to Teresa Berkowitz for accepting my poem, “Feline”. Please visit me there, and take a moment to peruse all the writing: you won’t be disappointed. Tangled Locks Journal is published quarterly. Information for how to get involved is available […]
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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