Is this progress,this decision to uproot,cast possessions aside,free ourselves of ties? Can his dependency,my dependency, endurethe transition, releasedfrom former justifications? We are companionsembarking on adventure,companions retiring pastlies, redefining possibility Or, is this more of the same,artfully camouflaged –a continuance of flightfrom tyrannical origins? The paths behind are jagged,wrought with rocks and crevicesand scarred riddles, and […]
One more trainand she’d be awayfar enoughto lose him Scavenged in her bagsearching for a ticketand courage…could use a dose of courage Thought of her motherhow torn up she’d be;of her sister, confinedto long-term care Call for boarding and a decision –neck smarting fromlast confrontation He wielded his handslike weapons. his wordslike knives – her […]
I fear the denouement –the moment of reckoningwhen the winding pathunravels; when intentions,transient at best, revealthemselves as common liesand soul crumples before lightrecognizing this is not the end. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @ Vjknutson. Image my own.)
One Woman's Quest II 
“Who you lookin’ at?” Love the angle.
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Just some turkey. Thanks.
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How far up off the ground is he?
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He’s quite far up. He kept climbing and the crows were going nuts.
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BTW. Tried to visit your site, but got a message that your site isn’t active.
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Gorgeous! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you!
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I’ve never seen them in a tree like this. Great capture.
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I never have either. Thanks.
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The turkey in the tree was a surprise!
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For me too, lol.
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Nice capture on film!!
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Thanks Keith! The crows alerted me.
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