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#Silent, peaceful Sunday…
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#TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 321, 5/23/23
Let’s get magical!
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Today, Colleen Chesebro’s challenge is an acrostic poem, and we know how much Anita loves acrostic poetry!
©AnitaDawes2023
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Thanks to my wonderful new medication, everything is working extremely well these days, and I am firing on all sorts of magic cylinders.
A massive amount of enthusiasm has penetrated every aspect of my life, and I am feeling more than a little overwhelmed, if I am honest. It has been so long since I was any kind of efficient!
Ideas are coursing through my mind, creating a to-do list like no other. Not content with writing up a storm with the WIP, I am seriously considering other writing possibilities.
The rest of my life has woken up too. Housework and gardening are being done, and joyfully, I might add. Never thought that could happen!
So many plans are arriving, almost fully formed. Maybe they were all just waiting in the wings?
With a following wind, I hope I can maintain this new me, as I was getting sick and tired of the old one. Apart from all the benefits, I am so grateful to feel awake at last…
A very Happy Monday to everyone!
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Childhood Footsteps… Did I just grab the tail end of a plane as it took off? Am I soaring high above the earth? How or why I am doing this I cannot tell I should not be able to breathe My body should freeze at this altitude Yet the air feels soft, gentle Helping me to hold on It wants me here to witness The earth below in all its glory At the same time to know how it feels To be free of all restraints The clouds brush against my skin The soft touch of cotton wool Childhood footsteps run through my mind reminding me of mother’s gentle touch the air pulls me forward old memories drift away I can feel my soul rewriting my future As I let go of the plane… ©AnitaDawes2023
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I have been missing my favourite walk this Spring, as it is just a little too far for me to walk. I could probably manage to get to our local pond, but wouldn’t have anything left to walk home. These photographs were taken last year, and I enjoyed seeing them again.
I have no idea why they call it a pond, as it’s huge. Takes over half an hour to walk all the way around. Now that I am on steroids and feeling stronger already, maybe soon, I can make the trip!
This lilac lives in the wild end of our garden, and last year I had to rescue the poor thing as it was being swamped by next doors bushes. It had tried hard, growing long spindly branches that, to be honest, were going nowhere. Consequently, I ended up pruning it back along with everything else. I dodged the showers to see how well it had recovered. The new growth was amazing, but at first glance, I couldn’t see any flowers. Looking closer, I found the purple flowers hiding among the leaves…
Although I was ecstatic that it was doing its best to flower, I wanted more, and I found this one!
This magnolia was a birthday present several years ago, and has been slow to get started.
So I was delighted to see this year’s efforts!
This apple tree was a present to me. Just four feet high and is supposed to have two kinds of apples.
Seeing as this is the first time it has flowered, I will have to see what happens!
Last but by no means least, this glorious rhododendron is the queen of my garden at the moment.
I posted a photo of the buds last week, so here she is in all her glory!
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Image by JUAN FERNANDO YECKLE from Pixabay
I love macro photography, so today you have two images because I couldn’t choose between them.
Also having trouble deciding what to do this week. Last week was almost a total washout, but I did work on the current WIP, so not all doom and gloom. I finally managed to plant some seeds yesterday, and if the rain holds off, there are other urgent jobs to do.
If I could only remember where I left my thinking cap…