I saw the
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Comment by NiallOTuama:
It's a bit washed out there on top.

I saw the
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Comment by tnun:
too late.

I saw the
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Comment by markwiley:
I enjoyed this one very much.

I saw the
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Comment by NiallOTuama:
I enjoyed this discovery

I saw the
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Comment by timb:
Not sure how I feel about this. I like the dreamy look but I also miss focus in the shot. Maybe there is to much blown out light for me. Just my opinion.

For aince it’s toomed my hert and brain, the thistle needs maun fa’ again.
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Comment by daisydavid:
You certainly are a lost wandering charmer ;) I like the tension between your realising the feelings and emotions of what was, the reconstructed, and the eternal sense of bewilderment of what is the now, coming to a compromise realisation that you have been here all the time. Home as an elusive end that drives the now, helped and hindered by the romantically reminisced past. I'm glad you used the same scenes and reconstructed the story, something I feel I do a bit as well.

The Life of Pi
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Comment by blindjustice:
Excellent reflection in the window. not what you might expect- much more bucolic.

treenetic
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Comment by tnun:
yes. very boldly done.

For aince it’s toomed my hert and brain, the thistle needs maun fa’ again.
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Comment by jin_tonic:
Thanks, posthumous

...lost in the forest of who we all once were…

A direction without a path,
the end indistinguishable from the beginning.

We saw a bird on a branch,
a bird on the shadow of a branch,
a painting covered with branches and shadows.

But the lonely, unlost thing, so well defined, missing

Lost in the forest of who we all once were…

but the sparkling flowers, the dancing leaves, the lonely dawn walk, the silent shadows, the fuzzy skys….

We know, We finally are here.

Thanks, posthumous

The Life of Pi
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Comment by tnun:
titular.