"Fred's" new fur coat.  Once he was just black and white.  Now, he is auburn mix.  See the bewildered look on "Fred's" face?  He knows not who he is.

Doe's anyone?

Adolescence.

 OK, so this is the coolest photo taken at a grammar school playground, right?  Of course, this is my grandson, but apart from that, this is a totally cool photo of some scary dimensional hole in the kid's playground.  And, we wonder why kid's have nightmares?   Grownups taking pictures of their kids or grandkids, whatever the case may be, of wierd architectural playground structures, from which, scary stuff is imbedded in our youngsters minds forever?  Or simply collective memories of a happy childhood.

Pride

 And, so, when did chocolate covered strawberries become the foreplay of the god's and why exactly is this sexy?  Someone left the leafy berry turdlit on the lower left of this photo!  That is just wrong.

Delusion.

 Let's face it.  Girls scare the hell outta men.  If it wasn't for sex, men would run faster than the speed of light at the sight of a female.  Right?  If looks could kill?

Reality.

 "The rabbit died."

Duh.  (And who exactly said that women look more beautiful when they are pregnant?!) 

Procreation.

 A doctor, lawyer, author, actress, heiress.  A domestic goddess, a mother, teacher, sister, best friend.  Sassy women, all.  Vital bonds of womanhood.

Dedication

 When you cross illusion with the color blue you get, "bluesion."  My eyes get lost in this photo.  How far will this path go before you know you are lost?  Will you turn back or swim?

Challenge.

 . Tiki torch flame mimicking the flaming sky at day's end.  Death of another day.  Beginning to an enchanting evening.

Rebirth

 Who's memories, these days of leisure and comraderie?  Time lapse.  Old photos.  Some will remain friends forever.  Others have already forgotten.

Remembrance.

 Footprints in the sand. Making one's path through life.  Finding direction and trodding on.  Soft sand beneath our feet.  Comforts in life.  Passion and pursuit of strengths yet to be found.  Continuing where others left off.  Promises made to oneself, most important of all.

Synchronicity.

 Seasons cycle through to another year.  Life begins again.  Restructures it's patterns, unique as snowflakes, unpredictable as nature unto itself.

Existence.

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