Alone: Kids got this

March 3, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I spend a lot of time alone; it’s the nature of living with chronic illness. I am seldom bored. Perhaps, it as they say, that we come full circle – the essence of childhood rejoining me as I age. Alone time is when the imagination is free to wander, unrestrained. This post inspired by Lens-Artist […]

Softened

February 24, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge which this week challenges us to soften our images.

Arched

February 19, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Arches, Domes, Half Circles

Hawks

February 17, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Our multiple bird feeders provide viewing pleasure for us indoor voyeurs, and they attract a number of predators – also interesting, but perhaps not for the little ones. Apart from the hawks, we have recently spotted a fox wandering through. Haven’t been able to capture a photo yet.

Monochrome Shadows and Reflection

February 10, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I know I’ve posted it before, but this monochrome image of the river in Winter still inspires me: For Lens-Artisits Photo Challenge: Shadows and Reflections in Monochrome

Morning View

February 5, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

“How long will it snow, VJ?” our Ukrainian roomie asked the other day, while we were driving through a snow squall. “April”, I answered. She thought is was very funny. It’s not April yet. Weekend Sky

I Got the Message

February 3, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Not sure if it is evident, but the last photo is at gravesite. For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: messages

Love is…

February 1, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Fences

January 29, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo challenge: Fences and Gates

Red

January 25, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

We Are Clay (tanka)

(Photo collage mine)

Ukraine

Planted seeds for prosperity –images of children frolickingthe delight of yellow horizonstradition setting our fields ablaze Till greed came knocking –brother turning on brother Rhetoric and lies shrapnelshattering our dreams Only the deer frolic nowunwitting participants inthis unprovoked slaughterland mines defiling landscapes But seeds are not lost,nor are the legacy of generationswhose soil has known […]