Slowly finding my footing again after what feels like a lost week. Our house has been buzzing with well wishers and workmen. New counters are in, as well as new light fixtures. Pictures are hung. Furniture arrives in trickles – a side effect of COVID. I am grateful for all of it.
The meeting was both exciting and a letdown. Exciting because it was my first attempt at a social event in over three years, having been bed bound all that time. A letdown as soon as the participants talked about early morning walks as the best way to spot birds. Mornings were still tough for me, […]
…especially when you dwell in Northern climes. Now, down south, green is all the rage: (A male mallard in a local ditch, and green jays taken along the Rio Valley in Texas. For Bird Weekly challenge.)
You are well-armed indeed, VJ!
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Lol. Thanks Jazz!
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Poem and picture so lovely! ❤
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Thank you!
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I am totally taken by your artwork. Soft and free.
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Thank you so much. It’s digital art.
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I love this – words and art.
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Thank you!
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I’m slow today, and anchored by age……………
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….and armed with words, Ivor…your words are still sharp.
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You are very kind V.J.
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Just honest.
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Haha , then honestly kind……xxx
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This is so good.
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Thanks so much!
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I definitely know the feeling that words are all I have left now.
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Never imagined it would be this way, but at least we have that.
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Very nice.
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Thank you.
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