KDMB

it has been so long since I have done a feature

or felt on top of things here

....or in my life

Starting to get back on track....

taking photos,

breathing in the natural world around me,

treasuring the moments,

relishing your works,

It's a journey indeed.

I want to take a moment to give thanks... for the friendships, and the inspiration you all continue to provide me over and over....for the many times the online community here, and your works, helped me though some life passages recently...and so often before.

There have been so many moments, but for now, in the wee hours of the morning,  just a few of my recent favorites.....

The only way round is through.
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Something we were withholding made us weak until we found it was ourselves.
 
 
               
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
               
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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But I have promises to keep,  
And miles to go before I sleep.  


             
 
   
~Robert Frost

P.S. King Richard , I have completed my 5-in-5, thanks for the inspiration, will get them to you one of these days , in my own trippy time

...today is a new day, go out and treasure it.

KB

11 years

We will not forget.

when we become afterthoughts, but it does.

I  need to get out and explore, ramble, breathe......will you join me?

Thanks so much for sharing your art....it lights the darkness and inspires the mind to move beyond perceived boundaries and limitations....

.....and on we go, expanding our horizons in the shadows which surround.


Words....and images.....to light the way and measure the mind.....


La Fin de la Journée

Sous une lumière blafarde
Court, danse et se tord sans raison
La Vie, impudente et criarde.
Aussi, sitôt qu'à l'horizon

La nuit voluptueuse monte,
Apaisant tout, même la faim,
Effaçant tout, même la honte,
Le Poète se dit: «Enfin!

Mon esprit, comme mes vertèbres,
Invoque ardemment le repos;
Le coeur plein de songes funèbres,

Je vais me coucher sur le dos
Et me rouler dans vos rideaux,
Ô rafraîchissantes ténèbres!»

— Charles Baudelaire

The End of the Day

Under a pallid light, noisy,
Impudent Life runs and dances,
Twists and turns, for no good reason
So, as soon as voluptuous

Night rises from the horizon,
Assuaging all, even hunger,
Effacing all, even shame,
The Poet says to himself: "At last!

My spirit, like my vertebrae,
Passionately invokes repose;
With a heart full of gloomy dreams,

I shall lie down flat on my back
And wrap myself in your curtains,
O refreshing shadows!"

— William Aggeler, The Flowers of Evil (Fresno, CA: Academy Library Guild, 1954)

  
  
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I'll link you all in a wee bit, after a shade more sleep.....

maybe??

I'm trying to be like the Little Engine that Could to finish up my move today,

but my mind and body are saying they are the old engine that has had enough!



Week of highlights and lowlights

Light and shadow

Life lessons and losses

Friendships and joys

And on we go, one hill to climb at a time

"There's always gonna be another mountain"

Time to climb.