I entered the water as naked as when my mother bore me. When I first touched the cold water I felt a shudder go through me, then the shudder was transformed into a sensation of wakefulness.”
― Tayeb Salih, Season of Migration to the North
I entered the water as naked as when my mother bore me. When I first touched the cold water I felt a shudder go through me, then the shudder was transformed into a sensation of wakefulness.”
― Tayeb Salih, Season of Migration to the North
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such a lovely interpretation of the prompt and choice of images.
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Thanks Jenni. I thought this was a tough one. Cheers Irene
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I love that first photo…well, both really. They capture the essence of joy and freedom.
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Thank you Noony. I agree there is certainly joy and freedom in these.
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Awesome entry. 😀
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Thanks Raewyn.
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Couple of great images, Irene ! – such joy …
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Joy is exactly the right word M-R
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There you go then – you got it across ! 🙂
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Wonderful…yes I know that wee lad in the first pic..
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Methinks you know both lads.
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Yessiree…
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Amazing first shot!
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Thanks. He’s running with intent and a touch of joy.
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