At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Magnifique..merci
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De rien
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Oh, my! Fabulous shots!
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Thanks 😊
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Most welcome! 😊
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Brilliant photos for this week 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee
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Beautiful flowers and how precious is that doe! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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I agree with Keith and Liz. 😊
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Thanks Heather
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Welcome.
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VJ, it is amazing how serene and elegant the picture of the deer among the headstones is. It is surreal. Nicely done. Keith
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I agree, Keith. I’ve never seen anything like it. VJ’s outdone herself on this one!
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Thanks Liz
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Surreal is a good word. Thanks Keith
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