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I've been at a loss for words for so long; feeling quiet and introspective, wondering when my voice will return...
Even so, I look around to find what's there, reading faces inanimate and living, looking to see what they might reveal...
Some faces are serene, some are intent. Others are smug and inscrutable. In the end, it's just a puzzle.
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I like puzzles ... doesn't everyone? :)
Posted by: Mick Mather | July 22, 2011 at 08:17 AM
It's all about the puzzles...
Posted by: carla | July 22, 2011 at 09:43 AM
These are wonderful photos! It looks like you've been up to some amazing things during your silence.
Posted by: Amy | July 24, 2011 at 01:44 AM