IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
One Woman's Quest II 
I’m astonished and so glad you did see that duck. Beautiful!
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I almost didn’t. Glad I caught her too. Thanks
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Excellent photos, VJ. Amazing capture of the duck.
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Thanks Eugi
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Most welcome, VJ.
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Nice catch, VJ 🙂
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Thanks Hammad
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Wow…terrific pics, VJ — thank you so much! 🥰
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She’s properly camouflaged.
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Most welcome
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❤️
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😊💕
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Excellent closeup of the munching cardinal! That duck is very well-camouflaged.
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I wouldn’t have seen her if she didn’t have a moment of uncertainty and stir. Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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