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)
Wow –
The photos are so diverse and yet so coordinated in color and essence
Well
Done for curves too
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Thanks 😊
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Excellent. I always love fungus among-us. 🙂
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Thanks John.
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Loved your second image VJ. Was that a mobile or something else? It’s heavenly 😊
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It was a shop display for hanging hearts and wings. Very whimsical, I thought
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Excellent! And you are the first one to send me angel’s wings!
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Thanks and you’re welcome
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Beautiful choices!
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Thanks 🙏
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You’re welcome.
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Beautiful captures! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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Very striking juxstaposition of images!
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Thanks Liz. Didn’t know what I was going to do with the second one, et voilà!
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You’re welcome, VJ! 😀
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VJ, they certainly draw the eye to the shape. Keith
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good 😊😊
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Thanks 😊
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