Planted seeds for prosperity –images of children frolickingthe delight of yellow horizonstradition setting our fields ablaze Till greed came knocking –brother turning on brother Rhetoric and lies shrapnelshattering our dreams Only the deer frolic nowunwitting participants inthis unprovoked slaughterland mines defiling landscapes But seeds are not lost,nor are the legacy of generationswhose soil has known […]
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Dove’s mournful cryspotlights Nature’s calling –Let us find a harmonic notesing along for conservation,for preservation, for a strongtomorrow – find our voicesand join the chorus. (Image my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
If you don’t have to risk it, stay indoors!
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That’s my motto, lol
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Definitely mine too! 🙂
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…in my mind, I see the flickering flames of the fire and feel the warmth emanating from the hearth…
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Best part of winter. Thanks
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Pretty to look at from inside, but outside, stay off the roads! (We’re forecasted for a snow storm at the end of the week.
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Ugh, I think we are too.
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VJ, I love the word “hearth.” It is one of those words that conveys what it provides. Let’s get a cup of tea, hot cocoa or apple cider. Keith
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Exactly. I’ll have one of each.
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A lovely poem
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Thank you
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You’re welcome VJ
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