At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Just a perfect treat for my summer 👌
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Thanks
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That frozen corner is certainly chilly but I won’t mind touch it 🙂
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We used to break them off as kids and lick them like popsicles.
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These are really lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks my friend!
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I really like the flowering tree against the blurred background in the first photo.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Oh VJ, I am loving the ice. Wonderful photos for this week. 😀
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Thanks Cee.
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VJ, I love the change of pace with black and white footage. Keith
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Thanks Keith.
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