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Water for the flowers growing out your mind.

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I remember listening to Maya Angelou read poetry & speak aloud with so much conviction as a little girl and repeatedly reading the words “I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings” from a book that stood on my mother’s bookshelf throughout my childhood. Still, it was never until I was older that I read her memoirs in order to gain a more comprehensive understanding of her story. What I gained was even more; an interest in the importance of writing my way out of personal circumstances... a means of attaining freedom from within. I hope that one day I will be able to ben as verbal with my thoughts and as conscious of my words as she was... & to inspire my students in this way. Happy 90th Dr. Angelou! Give thanks for your BEARTH. 

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Blue Fish. © Tammy Turner 2018. Toronto.

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b e a u t y  f u l l .

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Windows. University of Toronto, March 2018.

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Toronto. March 30, 2018

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For the Lovers of Landscapes... I spent the weekend in Niagara in February with some friends and family. It was a good time, spent mostly indoors with good music, food and drinks. One of, if not my favourite thing to do on a trip, is to take in a bit of the landscape, to observe the natural world around me. Despite the biting cold that came with being on the lake, my sister and I went on one pretty brisk nature walk at sunset on the evening before we left. Above are a few of the better nature/landscape photos I took. *It was so cold that I had a hard time holding the camera steady* Nonetheless, enjoy! xx, Tamz. Photos © Tammy Turner 2018.

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Spring is coming.  © Tammy Turner 2018. Toronto.

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Queen Street West. March, 2018

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Mural on QW. © Tammy Turner 2018. Toronto.

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Cows graze. Horses graze. They eat eat eat. Their graceful heads are bowed bowed bowed in majestic oblivion. They are nobly oblivious to your follies, your inflation, the knocks and nettles of administration. They eat eat eat. And the crest of their brute satisfaction, with wonderful gentleness, in affirmation, they lift their clean calm eyes and they lie down and love the world. They speak with their companions. They do not wish that they were otherwhere. Perhaps they know the creature feet may press only a few earth inches at a time, that earth is anywhere earth, that an eye may see, wherever it may be, the Immediate arc, alone, of life, of love. In Sweden, China, Afrika, in India or Mane the animals are sane; they know and know and know there’s ground below and sky up high.

By Gwendolyn Brooks.

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The Grand Cayman Blue Iguana. © Tammy Turner 2017. Grand Cayman.

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Come Mr. Tally Man...  © Tammy Turner 2017. Grand Cayman.

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Cow Portrait.  © Tammy Turner 2017. Grand Cayman.

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© Tammy Turner 2017. George Town, Grand Cayman.

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A Seeker Seeking.  © Tammy Turner 2017.

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Emancipation Day, Grand Cayman.

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Ginger Lilies. Grand Cayman © Tammy Turner 2017.