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I like to observe, photograph and write about life - mine and all life around me.
Relationships are the most important part of my life - whatever depth, form or lack of such they may take. My relationship with Creator God as He declares Himself to be is foundational to every other relationship, thought and observation I have.
I am a parent of vision impaired children and would like to write about that; about my life as a Christian; about education; about equity, diversity…who knows.
Let's just see where this goes! Welcome to anyone who would like to come along for the ride.
Unless I tell you otherwise, the photos are my own.
Gina Marie
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Long-ago, climbing down a cliff, I fell. Somehow came to rest in a scoop, shaped, I’d guess, like this. Looking down, another six or seven metres, to fall. (I see it, haunting still). But there was room enough to stand. My mates sent down a rope. I climbed out. Sixty years ago, and still I wonder at the beautiful “rock as refuge.” Glad to meet you, then, Rock. Glad to meet your relative now. Gratitude!
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Hello, my friend! You have been much on my mind, so it’s lovely to hear from you. I can imagine that drop being a haunting memory, for sure. Gratitude indeed. Gina
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