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Unknown blossom. It could be something from a good science fiction movie, a random find, or in our backyard. One such thing has already left the flower, but not revealed itself. To follow a life unknown is perhaps unusual but isn’t it more telling when we realize it’s ourselves?

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Measuring stick. Through love. There are some days when it’s all work, and we FEEL that burden. There are other days when while it’s in practice it’s all good. And then, there’s when we just are doing the ever-living shit out of it and feel the universe working the way we think it ought to.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Imperfect rose. A slight wilt won’t deter, nor will the likely Japanese beetles who chomp upon the leaves for doth not her shapely color with her seductive curves outshine anything that might veer your appreciation from seeing the beauty set forth before your eyes? We hope, grand and small.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

In Her light. Though my thoughts, actions and pulse lead me like a lost child, when I hear Her and listen to Her, and let Her light shine the way, my path seems clear, with Her radiance beckoning me to just listen and see and be in Her love. This path isn’t easier, but it is better with Love.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

Power behind the station. With perhaps a dozen, (maybe lucky thirteen) photos on the way to unfinished work we can see the true power beyond humanity’s toilsome attempts. In all that we do we’re limited: in vision, in follow through, by our own selves. We’re not ready for unlimited.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

Love-ly. The lines, the luminosity, Her beauty. Beauty, graced with soft, muted light gets revealed at her apex. Apex needn’t be associated with a predator, but the maximum, our highest, a culmination of the life we have built - the substance we know, and are, and exhibit.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Moonbeam light. Still a little groggy from being in slumber when I finally heard my alarm, only part of a handful of times this year I’ve been in bed during its gentle prodding to come back to this world, I shuffled looking for my glasses - how apropos. Still without them, I see all I need to see.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

The slow, delicate dance. There’s nothing magical here, except the magic itself: no filters. No Artificial unIntelligence, just slow motion. It’s not necessary to ruin everything to show something which is flitting and valueless.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

An abundance. There’s no reason to be alarmed. These daffodils come twice a year, if not thrice. In the spring, they’re early inspiration. In autumn, their colors bring the warm tones so fitting. May their light shine upon our faces and bring happiness to the darkened corners of our souls.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

Rare evening color. From where I live, the sun sets over the mountain and out of sight. Rarely I’m able to see some clouds whose hues are set about with the sun’s final rays. Rarely doesn’t mean never and the possibilities are a delight when seen after months of seeking. Hope has power.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

Blue dot. I don’t love it. The moonscape was amazing and I thought I’d avoided capturing the dot, standing in the cool night air, holding steady for several seconds. I was wrong. Could I “remove it?” Yes, but I don’t like that idea. You see what I see. I’ll focus on what is actually there.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

Small window. At the gables of both ends are these nice, simple windows with but four panes. They do a wonderful job of letting in the air and both the sun and moonlights. Windows are our glimpse inside and out of our homes and selves.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

In a basket. I picked these pawpaws yesterday during a light rain. I had neglected the Grove the previous day and lost a couple. The weather turned and autumn has spoken. These fruits are late and though they’re dwindling, they’re a gift for the giving until they’re gone. Sharing abundance.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 22/09/2026

Crunchy. The light turned yellow before a wide intersection. I debated because it was raining but decided to stop. Then the crunch happened. I was fine. She, too. I invited her to an embrace. An onlooker said “well that’s a first.” I said “there’s room for more love.” Be the love.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

Zinnia happiness. As I slinked through the garden with the tall, wet grass brushing against my feet, I took large steps to avoid getting too much on me. I spent too much time there seeing all of her continuous wonders because the wildflowers, sunflowers and morning glories seduced my needful soul.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

Lighten up. The sun can’t be seen this morning, so I needed a reminder from this shot I took last Wednesday when it shone through this window, casting light beyond the metaphor - Her rays shooting onto my face. Feel her power. Her light is beyond luminosity, warmth, inspiration: illumination.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

Pawpaw heaven. I processed a dozen yesterday because I can only eat so many and it would be a shame were they to go bad. With the consistency of a thick custard and flavors of pineapple, mango and banana, they grow from Florida to Maine. Look at the nutritional information and you’ll be amazed.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

This: Bright blue sky burning the cool morning as I climbed out of town and passed this last minute, insurance fraud corn field, which won’t produce corn at this point, as the farmer knew. You could bet they voted stupidly, because birds of a feather… But further up the road I’ve seen growth…

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

Favorite power pole. Of course it’s not just what’s right before our eyes, it’s ALL of what’s there - beyond the foreground, the backdrop of Life eternal and incomprehensible. Starlight, night lights, and the silhouettes that make the values contrast.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

Dual Luminosity. Leaned in on one another, not just near, these siblings find strength in connection, not a crutch, which, even if ’twer so, so what - why would that make a difference to you? Isn’t life to be shared? Independent resilience is a lonelier existence… and I’d know.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 14/09/2026

Preparation in pamper. She’s not sad just because she’s not upfacing and beaming. She’s gathering strength, for the time when she can shine her light into this world. Is it today? Maybe she’s taller, more open, “more herself,” as if not at her peak isn’t enough for this time - it is. She is.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

Rising Figdom. With the way the world is warming, I can now grow a fig, and so I do and in growth quadramultiplicity, popping out a plethora of figgies! Her shelterous leaves prepare the shade but the season has more rain than usual. How will she adapt? Stay tuned.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

Biggest pawpaw. It’s a monster that could bear the weight no more. It was unreachable from wherever it came. Success must eventually purge itself, being too much of a good thing, falling to the ground with a heavy thud, splitting open and disgorging its massive, creamy flesh.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

Golden, magical sunflower dust! Brimming, you see, so much as to leave this dusting as pollinators visit and take some that we all might live. Her rain reigns supreme, and with more power than we’re capable of ever knowing.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

Looky, Lou. The clarity, the shapely lines, the shade, the shadow, the light and color… Beyond the incredible detail of the flower, what else does that clarity show us? It’ll show how much we’re willing to look to see. And as such, what’s important in this now for these steps. Do you see it?

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

Dappled clouds. Into the work, with a cooler, drier day for good unfolding, and restoration. The silo, just out of view, could hold the winter’s feed for the herd, but the field and the barn are long empty, as is the silo. But the possibility remains - options.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 08/09/2026

Questions beyond. “The Feels” plays most regularly each morning as I set my mind into a peaceful presence, as much as I can, today specifically considers the recovery of the previous week, with the bad batches stirred into the mix with the struggle which must come with said stirring. It’s a lot.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

Healing worlds. My poor, sad, abused, scarred, beaten and battered heart is healing. I took in a new lover. Our connection, a surprise to us both, is exactly what my last lover said to me with distain in her voice: “you’re too intense.” And our intensity in our connection… it’s what matters.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 06/09/2026

Luminescence above the can. She doesn’t wait. She takes too rapidly to track and she’s sneaky. She goes beyond expectation and without the help of others. She’s a user - a taker. Maybe she’s just trying to get by. Maybe you’d like to deny her in the name of unfairness, but in reality…

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

4:09 wake. She woke me from a needful slumber. She kisses and caressed my tired soul and proffered of her ample bosom. After unsuccessfully rolling over I gave up my resistance to her morning delight. I succumbed and let her moonbeams seduce me awake and aware in a state few know: surreality.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

The cause. Cause and creator… in addition to the hue upon the flowers, my western window sees this as I recover from yesterday’s monstrosity of a morning. Prone to state the obvious: it’s working out out. But now the work begins as some of the resolution does not meet minimum requirements.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

Glow to the fall Phlox. Mostly, it’s white, except for when the morning’s pink light casts the filtered rays upon the canvas giving this appearance. But what is color anyway but part of the spectrum of light?

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 02/09/2026

Snakeskin. It’s healthy, so it seems. Not the biggest, but are you willing to remove the rest? There’s plenty showing but more knowing about the expressions of “hole in the wall”, and “snake in the grass.” Caution.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

Eumorpha. Slowly, but fast enough to think there’s a purpose, it hustled across the porch to get closer to some milkweed or zinnia or some something. And with such style, and grace. Might we all be so more.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 31/08/2026

Weathered and still giving. The descriptions are endless with this giant sunflower… particularly at this time of day: Sun. Womb. Mother. Earth. Home. Sustenance. Provider. Sensual. Lover.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 30/08/2026

Zinnia tea. I’ve been meaning to change out these flowers… I love the jar, too, which I found a decade ago in a client’s yard. She threw stuff there sometimes. It was three quarters buried near an enormous old apple, also harboring morels at the base… Throwing out isn’t always best…

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

Moonlight, moon rays, and moon morning to you. The rays are strong enough to be confused with the sun, which will set here in a few months. But confusion is stepping towards enlightenment even if we’re getting an opportunity to see what it’s like face to face with the rolly pollies.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 28/08/2026

Glimpses of light. In many ways, lightness would be better, but that might go against the intensity from what’s within. It so infrequently exactly what we want, which is almost always best because, without a little unexpected, there’s no stretch. We all know, the stretch is growth and movement.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

Natural pinwheel. When we look more closely, we see more. When we stop the toil of foolhardy chasement of dollars or strife inducing toilment, we will sense vibrations more, rising higher, raising us a little. When we listen we hear that vibration, too, for interconnection is communication.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

Beacon. Above that shiner, if you look carefully enough, you’ll see stars. They won’t be outdone, for they have their obligation regardless of how much moon there may be… or even clouds. Feeling her wide beam across everything, we can know of her blessings, her power, her enlightenment.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

Droplets upon the late morning morning glory. See the double mornings there? Did you know there are languages that use a much higher proportion of double words than English… like Indonesian? And yet, in my own ignorance I can’t come up with any.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

Double beamed moon. Swayed, but not stopped, the power moved. Upon the delivery, but dialed back to almost a normal level, the culmination unleashed to satisfaction beyond expectation. Subtle, constant comparison - the balance upon where the situation is and could be parallel the cocksure.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 23/08/2026

Obedient plant. It’s come out of nowhere. She’s built itself through the ashes and rubble of the ruins of precious lives. Now, she’s rising, opening, sharing all that she was and is. In pink grace, exhalation is risen, formed of her patience and that strength for which she desires and mates.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 22/08/2026

Mantis. Connecting to our neighbors, no matter who they are requires awareness - of them, ourselves, the environment. When unaware, we’re just selfishly traipsing through the Garden. To sit, quietly, hands outstretched, mind quieted, heart open - this isn’t the fable, this is the resurrection.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

Mega-hosta. Reaching beyond the bed, she reached out to shine her light, bursting with love, beauty and longing. Stooping down, I set my gaze upon her depth and looked at her, face to face to know her and to be with her. Love swaddles our anxious hearts in all that we need.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 20/08/2026

Behind. At 5:16 I was feeling it: behind. In actuality it was just that I wasn’t where I wanted to be. The timing was fine. My head… I did some chores. And looked up in this shadow and accepted the gift: the present - without constraint. And just like that, another gift landed in my lap. 🙏

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

Mud lover. I keep returning to the cabin to find visitors every day. She called me homeward, which I heeded, of course, for who am I to refuse hospitality to such a traveler? T’would all offer rest, refuge, grace, basic good deeds, wouldn’t this entire life be more of which we so espouse?

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 18/08/2026

Gorge. Coming home to this, to blues but not the blues. Avoiding the rains, the porch provides shelter and a regrouping as a pair flitted their gaze upon each other. What could be more beautiful than grace-filled butterfly kisses?

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

Faces. She asked me to show my face last night but gently shrugged as I asked to see hers. But, it was a gentle turn and I heard her heart flit, and felt the warmth rising in both of us, as we barely conceal our faces, for we’ve yet to look, eye to eye, hand or heart, face to face.

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Emkaydub @themkdub.bsky.social · 16/08/2026

Turning left. On this edge, nobody should look too hard for the ditch has held many in his belly. As the sign states, turn left. Or, like the obstinate child, do what you want and consequences be damned, except for the damage done, and the people hurt. Doth our pride have no humility?

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