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 
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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