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 […]
Such beautiful colors!
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The bright chairs sure catch your eye and I bet the kids love them. (I would never be able to get out of them LOL) And nothing beats those Autumn leaves for color these days. Nice shots!
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I’d have the same problem, lol. Thanks Andrea.
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Gorgeous! 🙂 ❤
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These are great. I feel the warmth of summer in the first photo and peacefulness of autumn in the second!
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Thanks Heather!
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I love the stair-step Adirondack chairs and the composition of the autumn leaves!
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