No big box hereour shops line upin historic rows Our fraganceeau-de-fermeearthen fresh Our spires remindersthat values are simpleand life blessed. (Photo mine)
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 […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Great photos especially the one with the bird.
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Thanks 🙏
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These are terrific photos. Love the one with the bird 😀
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Thanks Cee
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I’m not a fan of black and white but I love these! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah.
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I particularly like the visual simplicity of the one with the bird.
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Me too. Simplicity wins. Thanks.
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You’re welcome.
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