Cornish pasties, the ones my father used to make when I was a child, were the one thing I craved while carrying my first child. Something in the taste of ground beef, sliced potato, and onion, wrapped in a flaky crust and seasoned just right, called to me. Except my father had long since misplaced […]
The art of listening, best taught by the family pooch –ears attuned to nuances, carefully weed throughhuman gibberish for words that resonate:treat, dinner, walk, cuddles… Those eyes challenge, invite compassionconvey a depth beyond understandingand when tone turns impatient,little paws retreat, as if words are blows. If only I could learn to listen,hear the workings of […]
Bald Eagle having a dip (For Bird Weekly challenge: birds of prey. Featured image is a Red-Tailed hawk escaping my lens.)
so much said in so few words. what’s the alternative? too old to give up. i love that photo also!
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Thanks. No point in giving up.
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I loved how when I descended from the image, the words described it wonderfully. I saw the aged eyes and the inevitable cycle of life. ❤
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