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Ella was the type to lean a little more towards ‘live and let live’ when given the chance, but she didn’t take lightly being cheated or otherwise done wrong. It was the principal of the thing that she tended to take issue with. Even on the wrong side of the law, she still had a moral compass, though perhaps it didn’t always point due north.
Ella had met her share of shady characters throughout her travels. There was always some degree of dishonesty to a man, she reckoned, but it was all about how much you could live with at the end of the day.
Unfortunately, they’d pin these little tin stars to just about anyone’s chest that would have them, and sadly, hiding behind that little star tended to make a slightly bent man break completely bad.
Ella could wager the lawman had no clue what he was doing when he made eyes for the dappled stud she rode into town on, and she had hard money on the fact that he had no idea what he was calling down on himself when he pulled his gun on her, telling her she’d make it to see another day if she just handed over the reins. Little did he know…
There were few things she held in high regard these days, with all the hard living she’d come to know so well, but Mille and the dappled palomino were two things she held dearest. A history of loyalty had tied them together, and it would take more than some twisted town sheriff to pull them apart.
There are times when knowing when to fold means living to see another day, and though the reins about burned her hand as she handed them over, she knew she’d be seeing the man again, and very soon.
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I'd misread tomorrow's Macro Monday's theme of 'Slices of Food' and thought it was supposed to be 'folds'. Don't ask me how or why but anyhow this is a picture of a scarf folded up.
Fleur aux mille plis,
Ses drapés dansent au vent,
Éternel secret.
Flower of folds,
Its drapes dance in the wind,
Eternal secret.
Charles de Gaulle in a tender moment.
Image taken indoors using natural light from a window facing north over the Queensland Gold Coast.
Falls on Startindale Gill at Stonesdale Bridge in West Stones Dale Yorkshire and another sheepfold in the middle of nowhere.
My mini Pansies were rather battered by the recent rain and the petals became folded. The bud definitly folds in amongst itself. With added texture. HMMM:))
For the Macro Mondays Theme: "Crinkled, Wrinkled, Folded or Creased"
Thank you for your time, faves and comments. It's much appreciated. HMM
This was a rare encounter with three young hyenas where it was permissible to get out of our vehicles. The safety of the animals is paramount.
I took advantage of the opportunity to get a very low vantage point. It was a watchful but relaxed pre-sunrise moment that I will always remember!
Just outside Kruger National Park, South Africa
Two more in the series follow.