I know a little girl,whose hair in ringletsfalls, unkempt from lackof brushing; who standswhen she should be sitting;who laughs with defiance whenchallenged, her dark eyes gleamingwith mischief; who holds her chin uphigh and stamps her feet, arms foldedin protest when she does not get her way. I see that little girl,have watched her play,with a […]
Ask me how I’m doingand I’ll say “fine”, notbecause I’m actually fine,but because “fine” is the onlysocially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lyinghere, for three hours now,willing my body to move,that would elicit unsolicitedadvice and tarnish my “fine”. I’d berate myself for breakingmy promise not to moan,knowing that complainingprovokes a compulsive […]
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One Woman's Quest II 
The first one is stark and stunning.
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Stunning photos, VJ!
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Most welcome.
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VJ, these trees photos of yours are gorgeous 😀
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Thanks Cee.
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Wonderful! 🙂 ❤
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😊 Thanks
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The first one is starkly electric (and there is conversation between tree and fence); the second one is soft and idyllic. It’s a really interesting juxtaposition of style, mood, and message. Love them each and both.
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Well-said!
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Thank you, Liz.
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You’re welcome.
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Yes, I thought the same about the first.
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Thank you.
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VJ, I very much like the second one with its shadows. Keith
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Thanks Keith
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