A friend from my poetry circle honoured me with a birdhouse painted with Ukrainian colours. John has since passed away, and this summer we were finally able to give the birdhouse a home in our garden. Happy to say, John, that the chickadees have settled in and I am joyfully reminded of you everyday.
This life a road –the way preparedsigns to guide me,and still, I get lost. Construction, distraction,disobedience – throw me off –tendency to choose tougher routes,broken down and been sidelined And yet, the road still beckons,invites progression, thrills.A rolling stone gathers no moss,my father liked to say, and so… I push ahead, keep motoring,trust the obstacles […]
One Woman's Quest II 
I adore your fence lines 😀 😀
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Thanks 😊
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Well done meeting the challenge! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah.
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I like the second one in particular. The scene would make a good painting, I think.
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I was actually surprised to find a fence there – the scenery is beautiful, thanks.
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You’re welcome, VJ. I love stumbling upon surprise beautiful scenery.
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