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)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Oh my!
Despite giving a menacing look, these captures are certainly breathtaking.
Thank you so much for sharing these lovely captures with my challenge 🙂
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I particularly like the contast in colors in the second photo: the blue-grey of the cloulds against the deep green grass.
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Thanks 😊
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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Very moody skies!
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It’s been so stormy here
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This weekend has been rainy but not stormy.
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Hello, Fall….
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Lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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VJ, ;thanks for taking us on drive. Enjoy the rest of your weekend. Keith
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Thanks Keith. You too!
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