Three of a Kind

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: Three of a Kind

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V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #47: In-Between

“Shouldn’t be long,” I tell Ric before passing through into the rows of examining rooms. The receptionist who called yesterday, saying there was a cancellation, suggested this was just a consult and preliminary examination. My health has been declining since long before we returned home. The thing about having a chronic illness is that it […]

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A Triggered Response

Don’t know about you, but I read each post with a slightly different eye this week, looking for one that provoked a response. Many did, but none more than Tina Stewart’s Brakebill’s post: Already Lost. Early in my teaching career, I had a troubled student, who was assigned to three out of four classes with […]

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Less Is More

Lens-Artists challenge this week is : Less is more.

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Rule of Thirds

Aesthetic appeal –a photographer’s aim give the eye contrasts,and colours, and frame each image off centre,in thirds, is the game. (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: rule of thirds.Not sure if the last picture qualifies, but it was too awesome not to include, lol. Girl Power!)

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V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #46: Response

For this week’s challenge, I thought it might be interesting to create a post in response to someone else’s work. This might be a poem in response to an image, or an image in response to a poem. It might be an imagined dialogue, or a response that demonstrates how the other has inspired you. […]

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So Much Changes

A year ago, we were leaving Vancouver Island, crossing over into Oregon and heading east. We had travelled west with the intention of finding a spot suitable for retirement, but after a month of cold and rain on the island, plus an extended time away from family, we agreed that settling near our loved ones […]

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…and Puff!

Read into it as you may…. For Proscenium’s Friday Follies

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And Then There Was Hope

Three years ago today, I dragged myself out of bed, and with the aid of my walker (and likely a wheelchair), I paid a visit to a local doctor/ practitioner of Functional Medicine. Getting out in those days was a huge ordeal, and typically entailed a backlash that would last weeks. I was that sick. […]

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