Soft

A finch catching snowflakes, a deer running through new fallen snow, soft pink flowers to brighten our day. (For Lens-artists Photo Challenge: soft)

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VJ’s Weekly Challenge: dig

As a kid, I believed that if we dug deep enough, we could come out on the other side of the world. It was a hopeful thought, and I’d rally the neighbourhood to dig forts and tunnels. Science kiboshed that theory. Then there was the famous escape from Alcatraz: three inmates allegedly digging their way […]

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VJ’s Weekly Challenge: waves

I am contemplating waves. The emotional waves that accompany uncertainty. Th lull of ocean’s waves on tropical shores. Even the way that our lives are reduced to wavesnot hugs. Please join me this week in contemplating waves.To participate, create a post and link back here, or drop a comment below. Photos, art, writing, or music […]

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VJ’s Weekly Challenge: I’m learning…

Ric is home from the hospital, still hooked up to IV antibiotics and needing daily nursing care, and I’m learning that I cannot hold responsibility for his need to push boundaries. From my son, who insisted on coming and spending the night while Ric got settled in, I am learning that I have trouble accepting […]

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VJ’s Weekly Challenge: Urge

Ric remains in hospital, the nature of his infection is antibiotic- resistant. The healing will be slow and laborious. It’s a road we’ve travelled before. At home, I try to remember to breathe between the urges. Washing is done. Groceries are in. I binge-watch Netflix unable to will myself to engage in my regular distractions. […]

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Courage

As a white woman, waking up to the implications of her privileged existence, I marvel at the courage of those like Rosa Parks who stand up for what they know to be right and good. I pray for the courage to step beyond the limitations of my own prejudices that I may become an empowering […]

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Farewell to January

(For Bushboy’s Last on the Card January – camera and iPhone – no editing)

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VJ’s Weekly Challenge: repercussions

Mommy disappears sometimes. No one talks about it. At least not to me. The first time it happened, we were moving to the new house. I was almost five, and Dad said I was big enough to help him take boxes. My sisters came after school, but no Mom. Aunt came and helped us get […]

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