Rest. Nap as often as you need;life can be exhausting – store up. Cry. Let your feelings be known –your voice is your saving grace. Joy is a whole body experience;immerse yourself in total delight. Hold on to those who love you;your survival depends on them. See the world through new ideas;you never know what […]
Blue expandingcrisp whiteof tiny sails –horizon The lull is gentlelucidity swellingserenity present How safe it isto imagine limitlessnesswhen I am groundedbreast to railinganchored ashore. (Image my own)
Is it selfishthis chosen solitude?How I treasure silence,stillness baiting my muse And is it my calmthat attracts chaos?The sorrow of otherslanding on my doorstep What if I rejected pleas,locked out the troubles?How long can I sustainpeace until need answers? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
Fabulous photos
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Thanks 😊
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I love that first one most of all, so clear in detail, something about birds.
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There really is. Thanks.
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These are wonderful! The first bird looks like he’s singing his heart out, and the last one looks like he just said, “Harumph.”
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Lol. The first one is such a good singer and that last one hadn’t found his voice yet.
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😀
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These are wonderful and you got the Spotted Sandpiper in breeding plumage! Woohoo! 🙂
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I didn’t know that! Cool.
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Yay! Never know what you are going to learn around here. LOL! 🙂
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So true. Lol.
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robins have such old man faces! Great captures.
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Lol. I never thought of it that way. Thanks.
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Welcome!
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What beautiful speckles! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 🙏 😊
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VJ, what are the little tufts on the last bird? It looks owl like in miniature. Keith
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Not sure – I think they the baby feathers moult – the young ones really are quite a mess, lol.
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