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 […]
I also fell in love with Hoo Gnu. And you are fortunate to see Redpolls regularly in your neck of the woods, they only rarely show up in Colorado.
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Last year was the first time I saw them. Or at least, the first time I noticed. Thanks Tanja.
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Ah … Hoo Gnu and Sven 😍
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love your pairings, VJ!
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Thanks 🙏
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Oh i really like your matching for this week. 😀 😀
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Thanks 😊
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Adorable! 🙂 ❤
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😊
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Your “stuffies” are so cute!
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Lol. Life needs mascots.
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I’d go with Winnie the Pooh–if he would grant me the honor.
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