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©L. Conquet

summer is almost over. sometimes it is so gorgeous outside i can’t stay in and write. i need to feed my soul and bring my camera along. maybe have an adventure.

this looks like a story book setting. i have so much gratitude for having this view after so many years of facing an alley, a gray building or a dark window. so many dark poems written during that time. hmmm…maybe i’ll post some of my poems here. they need to get out of the box. run around. stretch. some of them need to go out into the world…

ah, the joy of submissions. that’s a tale for another time.

what do you see when you look through your window? how does your view change your mood? change the perspective of your writing? change you?