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What is Wrong with this Picture!
My camera is my studio, my third eye, it is my experiment lab, a source of creative joy, it is my learning curve and growth chart, it was my right…
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Believing Soul
This blogging community has again revealed itself as a place where we can go straight to the heart, share ourselves without make-up, designer clothes, or any of the other society…
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Motorcycle Adventure
Once a year, and for the last 15 years, my Dad, my four brothers and a group of cousins called, "The Benevolent Portuguese Brotherhood Touring Company," travel on their Honda…
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Little Flower
Thank you little flowers that are under my feet, giving way without a cry, as I pass-by. Thank you fresh…
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Empty Handed
Where are my words? Do they stir in some unknown lake, far beyond the landing where I stand? Why do they rest in the murky waters holding their breath, when…
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On a blistering cold winter day in Italy, this carved marble angel caught my eye and seemed to say: In every corner there is hope! I am hoping for cooler…
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naked beauty is nothing to hide
Knowing that what you are is beautiful. Counting our flaws as points of interest, rather than covering them up. Willing to see beyond the boundaries of what is dictated by…
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French Wine Tasting
What does it mean to be French? After living in France for over 18 years, does…
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Leap of Faith
Wild over growth of green and dry weeds, strong worn fence, foggy uncertainty lures with a whisper…. jump! photo:…
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