Wintry River View

January 17, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Grey and overcast, our daily weather report. Stir crazy with staying indoors, Ric takes me to Stratford, just twenty minutes down the road, where we can drive along the river and pick up Thai food for dinner. (For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week Challenge: view)

Squirrel and Deer

January 3, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A couple of locals for Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: animals.

Shine On

November 29, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

( For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: shiny)

Yum, Yum

November 19, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A favourite mug with hot chocolate. A family brunch. An apple lover. All yum. For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week: food

Gateway

November 10, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week: gateways.

Birds and Bokeh

October 27, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: bokeh.

Vibrant

October 22, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Colourful chairs outside an ice cream shop, and the vibrant shades of Autumn leaves. (for Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week Challenge: vibrant)

Vanishing Point

October 1, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: vanishing point

Focal Point

September 24, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Had fun practicing focus with this cutie. For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: Focal Point

Fence Me In

September 17, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: gates and fences

Discord

Does illness have a voice,and if so; is it melancholy,or dark and dank, divulgingdeepest despair, or revealinga vileness of nature? Discord creeps along my veins,disrupts muscles, systems failingunder the oppression –“Stay strong,” friends counsel,cannot hear the gathering storm,feel the heaviness cloaking me. I am not myself, but then;who am I? Is disease a mutationof the […]

Save Us

Discharge the gun –protection a vesselthrough which our depthsare undefined…adrift Fear is a burrowerwears a false crownbirths losstrusts danger Hearts beg,amid this trigger-readinessfor a guardian – unafraidto court this meaningless Futility unchecked –to study productive optionsunimaginable in the current state of chaos on repeat. (Art my own)

I Am Willow

These bones, they saywill finish me – too brittleto withstand the race But I am Willowrecollection wispymy dance defiant Porous as a sea spongesoaking up each daymettle despite the rattle (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)