IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
I think there’s a seagull in my neighborhood as well because I often hear it over once a day, though I haven’t seen it yet.
Thank you very much for sharing these amazing captures with my challenge 🙂
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Always a pleasure. Thank you!
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what bird is that?
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They are seagulls.
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Such peaceful images. Beautiful.
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Thanks Heather!
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Welcome!
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I love these too! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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I love these!!
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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