Planted seeds for prosperity –images of children frolickingthe delight of yellow horizonstradition setting our fields ablaze Till greed came knocking –brother turning on brother Rhetoric and lies shrapnelshattering our dreams Only the deer frolic nowunwitting participants inthis unprovoked slaughterland mines defiling landscapes But seeds are not lost,nor are the legacy of generationswhose soil has known […]
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Dove’s mournful cryspotlights Nature’s calling –Let us find a harmonic notesing along for conservation,for preservation, for a strongtomorrow – find our voicesand join the chorus. (Image my own)
I love those! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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VJ, we saw the facades more in Ireland and England on vacations, but I love the painted wooden ones in your picture. That had texture. Keith
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Thanks Keith. We live in a historical, touristy area.
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It is quaint. I would visit there.
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You’re always welcome, Keith!
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The downtown area where you live?
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The first is a local tourist area and the second where we live. All very quaint.
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I’m quite fond of quaint myself!
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