Not everything I write is connected with an image. However, most images have a tale that runs underneath. Having said that, there are also some images that defy words.

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Whether its images or words, I feel they come as gifts, like treasures from the tide. They appear, placed on the shore for you at dawn, or in the dark of night, sometimes suddenly, with the surge of a storm, or otherwise revealed slowly by time’s unceasing march. At some point, you come across them, pick them up and listen…