We wait at the station, Mother and I,one final stop for her – painless she prays;I busied at bedside – prolonged goodbye –memories and regrets filling our days. “We live too long,” she wearily proclaims“Why must suffering linger till the end?”I plea and bargain, call angelic names,yet the will to survive refuses to bend. The […]
There are mouse bitssplayed across the sunroomstuck to my favourite throw rug and great globs of glue The trap my husband setto catch the recent invasionapparently lured the hunterfor she, stiff legged andface matted, is skulkingelsewhere I stepped on a gluey biteyes not yet openbefore notingthe disarray Hard to concentratewhen a tail detachedfrom a thigh […]
With each stanzaI strive for an upswing –idle thoughts leadingto a crescendo… But exhaustion plaguesmy try, and fog coloursperspicacity, so my wordsland low, goal in limbo (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
Beautiful shots, VJ!
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Thanks Eugi
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Wonderful shots V.J. They really capture those delicate feathers.
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Thanks. I really love these little birds.
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They are a joy to watch!
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That was very obliging of Mr. Nuthatch!
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Very! I was most appreciative. 😊
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🙂
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VJ these are amazing close ups 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee.
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Beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks!
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