Talks stalledescapees strugglelives minimizedburdens heavydespair palpable Can they sensethe global hug,compassion circling? Do prayers have substance,or have the displacednever felt so alone? (Image mine)
Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
I also love the house!
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Thanks 😊
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I love those kind of houses! 🙂 ❤
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I’d love to see inside. So intriguing.
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Yes me too! 🙂 ❤
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I love those old houses, such character. You don’t see many like them out here on the prairies.
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I hear that. One of our kids just returned from Manitoba and remarked on the difference in house styles.
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Ontario has so many gems!
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VJ, don’t you just love interesting shaped houses? Keith
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I do Keith. Have to confess, my husband and I did a tour of a nearby town just photographing the eclectic houses.
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VJ, my wife and I would be right there with you. Keith
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😊
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I want to live in that first house!
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I know, right?! I call it the Adam’s family house.
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I can see that!
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