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Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

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    1. I can always count on my no nonsense Brit friend to zero in on the the facts. I adore you, you know that Ms. Anne, and your attitude is healthy and priceless. Of course, you are bang on, I will move on and ignore it. He’s just a silly bugger anyway. 😉 HUGS

  1. very nice, empty, meaning no one is there, meaning it could be a cold day? it could be that the chairs were positioned wrongly, so much to see out of this photograph, thanks for sharing…

    1. Thank you William, that is something I had never thought of and now that I take a second look, the surroundings are rather important in the interpretation. Please come back again, I always post my photographs regularly now.

  2. i love photographing chairs as well. perhaps because they indicate repose and because they make a nice contrast to landscape? hmmm

    1. Empty chairs, benches tables etc Jessie, are potential. They are an empty space that can mean so many things to different people. It matters where they are yes and you are showing your poets sensibility by saying this. Now, get out that camera kiddo and take some photos for us! 🙂

  3. I don’t know what this implies, but empty chairs such as these… always makes me ponder.. about people and their busy lives.. so insignificant and intense.. yet, that blur with the passing of time. People come, sit and go.. yet the chairs are a constant factor, that remain! Time is such a great leveler.

    1. I read a poem on Dhyan’s site: utopianfragments.wordpress.com and it made me think of this photo I took not so long ago. I like benches, graveyards, water and the sky. Thank you or enjoying it Dark Lord. Time is indeed a great leveler and a reminder of our own humility in the face of our mortality.

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