Prayers for an old friend.
prayers for an old friend
Prayers for an old friend.
I traveled to Maryland to see my son and for some reason it was a reptile trip. Turtles and sea turtles and skinks, both in the wild and in the aquarium.
See the tapered snout? See the netting? Don’t try to pat this one, ok? Snapper….
For the Daily Prompt: taper.
For photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #113, taken yesterday.
If this cup is a portal,Β where does it take you?
I took the photograph at the Renwick. I asked the guard if I could take photographs. He smiled and said, “We encourage it.” And it’s part of the Smithsonian….free. I could not take my tea inside, and that seems entirely fair….but, free, that is, paid for by the citizens of the United States with our taxes and welcoming people from all over the world to step in and see what is there…..
…..and where does this cup take each of us?
…..and does this fit the Daily Prompt?
If this is a portal, what is it a portal to? Where do you think it leads? Where do you want it to lead? What do you see?
I took this photograph sitting on the steps of the Renwick Gallery, finishing a cup of tea before I went in. I was back visiting my son and old friends in the Baltimore-Washington corridor.
They should rename it the Baltimore-Washington superhighway.
And is it a revelation that you see things like this in Washington, DC? It’s a pretty weird place.
This is not about one patient. It is about many. I have permission from the person I gave a copy to: one of many.
what do you say
to the person
with the terrible childhood
with addiction and chaos
and suicide attempts and hospitals
and that was the parents
that they ran away from
and then numbed themselves
in addiction for years
multidrug and chaos
and now stable
working their 12 steps
and grieving
their lost years
and their behavior
unforgiven, it takes time
to build trust after
thirty years of damage
and grieving
the next generation
following the same
path and feeling helpless
to stop them
and guilt for their
contribution
it is not a matter
of a pill
of a diagnosis
the simplicity of stopping
of getting clean
joy and pride
yes
and then the hard work
of grieving
begins
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I took the photograph at the Renwick Gallery.
Ok, well, you cannot see the door. Still, I am submitting this to Thursday doors, shot through a door into a bunny nest box. It has been sunny and summer for two days but today it is raining and chilly again. I want to be transported to….
….a portal with warm soft bunnies….
For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Daily Prompt: natty. Those tail stripes! Wow!
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