Anxiety burnsan acidic devouring confidence impaled –mind wanders to childhood dreamsuncovers fear’s origin. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. I came across this tanka written in May/21 that seemed to match with the image I recently posted on my other blog. I decided to pair them here.)
We wait at the station, Mother and I,one final stop for her – painless she prays;I busied at bedside – prolonged goodbye –memories and regrets filling our days. “We live too long,” she wearily proclaims“Why must suffering linger till the end?”I plea and bargain, call angelic names,yet the will to survive refuses to bend. The […]
There are mouse bitssplayed across the sunroomstuck to my favourite throw rug and great globs of glue The trap my husband setto catch the recent invasionapparently lured the hunterfor she, stiff legged andface matted, is skulkingelsewhere I stepped on a gluey biteyes not yet openbefore notingthe disarray Hard to concentratewhen a tail detachedfrom a thigh […]
These floral beauties are certainly lovely 🙂
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Thanks
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These are so joyful. It looks like the centre is honeycomb the way it folds.
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They do, don’t they! Thanks.
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So beautiful!
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Thanks.
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Lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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VJ, very lovely. Is that a lighted bridge in the first picture? Keith
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It is. An old railway bridge that has been converted to walking trails.
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Very cool. Have you shown that picture before? I think I may have asked you the same question earlier. Keith
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I’ve taken photos of the same walkway before, yes. If you asked me about it, I can’t remember.
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Such pretty flowers! Are they some kind of daisy?
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Not sure. They were a gift from a neighbour.
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I don’t think I’ve ever seen any that look quite like that.
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Me neither. She has them in her garden. I’ll have to ask.
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