Saturday we packed up the garage (with help). Dusty, dirty, and exhausting. Sunday we attended and then hosted a farewell party for our Ukrainian roommate, who is going back to Ukraine despite all our protests. Yes, two separate gatherings. Heart wrenching. This morning, we visited our new apartment building to get set up with a […]
Like an orphaned treeshivering in a coat of frost my soul wandersdreamless, alone a nobody, nowherein the pre-dawn chill. Beckoned by first lightbody twisting wakens Consciousness clingsto desolate slumber then, reluctantlyreality brings me home. (Image my own)
Captivating!
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Thank you.
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A landscape of anticipation. (K)
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Well said.
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The silo stands tall against an ominous sky. Great photos, VJ.
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Thanks Eugi. It really caught my eye
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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so interesting to see the two different versions – and great subject by the way
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Thanks Yvette
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I like the one with all the wheat in the foreground!
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Thanks
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Lovely photos
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Thanks
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You’re very welcome dear friend
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Love the broody sky.
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Yes. Thanks
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I love nature’s color palette in these two photos.
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Thanks Liz. I do too
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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