When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
Isolated and incapacitatedI am prohibited from partakingof the influx of information incessantly presented consequently cut offfrom prescribed expectationsdictating costuming and culture external expressions of acceptanceare sorely missing, suggestingan overall lack of self-worth. Interestingly inverse to such conclusionsis the sudden contentment that arisesfrom escaping the mayhem Internal relief overrides dictated performancesurrendering willingly to intrinsic motivationand renewed […]
One Woman's Quest II 
When a subject arrives and they command your attention…even when you don’t want to give it? I love your admission that you will ‘bow to their insistence’. Yes, yes! You must! 😎
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Lol. I accept that my judgment is my agenda.
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🥰
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Not ducky at all…what a line!
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Lol. Couldn’t help myself
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A charming couple. Too bad the male is such a cad.
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Lol. Well said
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Thanks!
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I still take photos of mallards, especially when their feathers shimmer in the sun.
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I know. Hard to apply human ethics to an animal….still
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Not a family duck!
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No they are not!
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Oh! I didn’t know that about male mallards.
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I discovered it after a pair of ducks nested near our house. Couldn’t understand why there was a line up of males after eggs.
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