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 
Gorgeous photos! Love the bird’s nest.
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Thanks Sunra!
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A very creative approach this week VJ. Loved the idea of the nest and the birds – terrific.
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Thanks Tina
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Oh, my! What a story these tell.
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😊💕
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❤️
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The image of the empty nest is the most poignant for me. (Memory of a sweet beginning, and waiting to be the place of one again.)
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I feel like all three represent where we are right now in time. Thanks Susan
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Oh…the trio of images. They belong together and tell a story. Thank you, VJ. 💕
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Just what I was thinking too. A triptych that tells a great story!
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😊
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Thanks 😊
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Your photos capture the fleeting nature of time perfectly.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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