Blooming Clouds

July 24, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

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Moody

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

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Orchestration

June 26, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The sky – the sheer vastness of the countryside highlighted by endless blue – lifts me, orchestrates a symphony within. (A long overdue contribution to Weekend Sky)

Weekend Sky

May 15, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Okay, it’s not this weekend; it’s an April sky. Weekend Sky

End Of November Sky

December 3, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Bushboy’s Last on Card -camera and cell photos – and for Weekend Sky)

Before the Snow

November 21, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Caught these photos of the sky with my iPhone, minutes before the snow came. Weekend Sky

Clouds With Attitude

October 30, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

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Sky Veils

September 26, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

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Into The Storm

September 12, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

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Dreamy Clouds

August 15, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky Challenge

Is Progress This?

Is this progress,this decision to uproot,cast possessions aside,free ourselves of ties? Can his dependency,my dependency, endurethe transition, releasedfrom former justifications? We are companionsembarking on adventure,companions retiring pastlies, redefining possibility Or, is this more of the same,artfully camouflaged –a continuance of flightfrom tyrannical origins? The paths behind are jagged,wrought with rocks and crevicesand scarred riddles, and […]

Strategy

One more trainand she’d be awayfar enoughto lose him Scavenged in her bagsearching for a ticketand courage…could use a dose of courage Thought of her motherhow torn up she’d be;of her sister, confinedto long-term care Call for boarding and a decision –neck smarting fromlast confrontation He wielded his handslike weapons. his wordslike knives – her […]

Denouement

I fear the denouement –the moment of reckoningwhen the winding pathunravels; when intentions,transient at best, revealthemselves as common liesand soul crumples before lightrecognizing this is not the end. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @ Vjknutson. Image my own.)