hoboannie
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hoboannie is adventurous, traveling the world with
a journal, a camera and an open mind
continually lost, she always manages to find her
way back home with stories and treasures that
otherwise would never have been unearthed
she is occasionally discovered sitting in a big clump of flowers so she can get up close and personal with bees,
of which she was terrified for 40 years of her life
“One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.”
—Helen Keller
Hoboannie is celebrating inclusion of her poem, “Worth” in the Red Bubble Book: Courage, Compassion, and Friendship.
She got a lovely review from bubbler John Robb:
“Worth is a short written piece that beautifully conveys the heartbreaking reality of some situations in this world – where you find that all the compassion you can give can’t stop the progress of heartbreak.”
Thanks, John…and thanks Red Bubble!
Groups
hoboannie is a member of All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, AMERICA's National Parks and WILDLIFE Habitat, Animal Kingdom, Bee & Wasp Passions, Birds and Creatures of Flight, Butterflies, Skippers, Moths, & Other Winged Insects, Cars, Motorbikes and Motorsports, Challenge Café, Compassion, Courage & Friendship, Don't Fence Me In, Equine Art and Photography, Everyday Life, History, Horse and Rider , Insects, Bugs and Creepy Crawlies (2 A Day), Light and Reflection 1/24, Macro Untouched. 2 per day only, Our K9 Friend 1 image a day, Paws n Claws 3 per day, Pets Are Us, Photo-Zen, Photography 101, Redbubble Devils, Self Portrait, The Birds, The Woman Photographer **7 per week***, The Word Tree, Travel and Adventure, Trees and Wild Nature Photography & Writing.
Journal Entries
What is a "Photographer"?
Posted 3 months ago, 2 comments so far.
"Compassion, Courage and Friendship”...and a little bird
Posted 8 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Desiderata
Posted about 1 year ago.
Dirty Knees, Watching Bees
Posted about 1 year ago, 5 comments so far.
On Bees and Dancing
Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
The Boost
Posted about 1 year ago.
Baby Steps
Posted about 1 year ago.
Art
Writing
Road Kill
Yesterday the black dog / appeared to be napping…
Worth
it was no trouble to catch the tiny bird / he was a baby, after all
Days of Ashes
Watching the dragon of fire devour the mountains, my hair begins to gray with the ashes of someone else’s life.
Black Widow
...In the shadow sits the temptress, / greasy black and ripe with seed…
skinny dog
it’s not fair that my dog can eat / anything and everything all day long / and still remain at an attractive puppy weight
Dark Morning
my headache was instant upon waking…
