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  • Al we see , my bodyguard - yOurs truly

    Al we see , my bodyguard - yOurs truly

    “A weed is not more than a flower in disguise.” – J.R. Lowell

    I’ve been weed whacking the west end, the part of town people think is trash. Only where scum and villainy lurk. Or that’s what I keep being told by friends and family. Yet my employment there has shown me otherwise. Everyday, I encounter a new individual who brightens my day, gives me a new perspective, or makes me laugh at how wacky they are. Though I might laugh at their actions, I’m not laughing at them. They probably come from a background that can be described as poor or impoverished, or maybe they don’t.

    They could be that Portuguese man on Young between Ellice and Cumberland who just wants his street respected (and not trashed) who informs me that it’s lovely to see youth out cleaning up trash. Or that man who pulled over his truck on Notre Dame (in the middle of traffic) to ask me how the weed whacker works. Could be the man with a pot belly that pokes through his unbuttoned shirt with a rough shave and tie around his forehead, always holding a joint and walking the west. The man who pushed a cart down Ellice (on the road) overfilled with hallway lockers with his pants falling and butt crack peaked. The sex worker on Ellice at 8:00am chatting to the business owner across the street over top hustling cars, and heavy steel toed boots hitting the pavement.

    What might appear as a weed, may really be a flower. It’s all a matter of perspective and outlook. And as I move the motorized noise maker and plastic spinner over top “weeds” on Sherbrook street, I’ll be thinking “Whens the next time I see a flower?” and turn to see a friendly face walking down the sidewalk towards me. That’s the West End I see, that’s the West End I know.

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  • Stand Still

    Stand Still

    This is a photo of a #blacklivesmatter march in New York City. It shows an interesting contrast between the movement of the protesters and the police rather frozen in place.

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  • And So It Begins

    And So It Begins

    The darkest and loneliest of souls can be described as a jagged brick; hard, cold, and without much use. But this brick is a vessel to life. Tend to your needs and give yourself time; you will see the beginnings of life. It all starts somewhere, let it start with you.

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  • Beach Fun

    Beach Fun

    I was having my own walk on the beach with my camera. I saw these little girls playing on the beach I thought it was so beautiful. Children are our innocence and I wonder what age you loose that? Some can keep that and some loose it. However in this pic I caught the purity if humanity unaware of my camera.

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  • Mystery Tree

    Mystery Tree

    My Husband and I were on a short vacation to Palm Springs a nice place but very hot. We went driving around and this tree caught my eye. Out of all the trees around it this looked so old and decrepit I had to take a photo. So in this tree I see my marriage of 10 yrs and growing full of wisdom .

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