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Lunch

I thought he was a praying mantis… apparently, though, he is a preying mantis and his prey of choice was the moth I initially hoped to photograph.  No wonder the poor moth was so very still.

Moth Munchin

I’m missing my babies like crazy right now.  This week is the first time I’ve ever left them for longer than a few hours.  I’m on day two and a half and I think I’m feeling torn between loving where I’m at and wanting to be home.  A hug, a kiss, a “Mommy’s the monster” would feel pretty good at this moment.  It’s quite the conundrum – – I need to be at this conference, in this space, with these people.  I was meant to be here.  And yet, my heart aches from being apart from the two major channels that make my blood flow. 

Flame Flower

I’ve already begun to feel a change in myself from the work I’ve done, the experiences I’ve had at the Furious Flower Poetry Center‘s workshop (James Madison University).  I’ll share my story and the poetry I’ve been inspired to write soon… but right now, I need to call my pair.

**shared with Sweet Shot Tuesday
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  1. Pieces of Sunshine says:

    Love your photos.

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