There’s a river runs between us,you and I.Our thoughts, like tears, are liquidcarried effortlessly by the current. But you and I,we stand on the banks, oblivious;ignoring the connection,proudly touting our individualism. Still the river flows,and all you’ve suffered,and all I’ve suffered,or dreamed, or imagined, or hoped,flows with it. Step into the water with me,feel our […]
It may be foolish of me, at my age and in my current condition, but I hang on to the hope that the pain of this effort is leading somewhere: renewal, new purpose, or at the very least, a blossoming.
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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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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