Between Here And Gone

It started out as a rose.


o you want to help Ukraine? Then help Poland, specifically Warsaw. They have absorbed almost two million refugees. Their systems are cracking under the weight of so many extra people. Lodging, food , medical and schools are really feeling the strain.

One of their leaders said something like,I can turn some away from care for a little while, but I cannot do it for a long time.

There you have it. People reaching out and helping other people for no reason other than it’s the right thing to do. Grace. That’s what it is. Grace.

I’m not sure how to get them what they need, or even what they need. But, I’m working on it. Wanna help me?

This entire region is where my people came from so I have a very vested interest. There is a funny thing going on. I speak maybe ten words of Ukrainian. Apparently, I understand a lot more. I’ve been watching a lot of local videos of the war. Ukrainian people are talking. I understand about 80% of what they are saying. The language sounds so familiar to me. My people, you know?


his picture. Hmmm. It started out as a picture of roses. But, it started to change before my very eyes. The roses became shapes. They became mostly blobs of red color. I realized that I like where the picture went, all on its own. So, I helped it just a little.

Everybody could use a little help now and then.

Published by Ray Laskowitz

I am a visual storyteller. I've been making pictures for some 40 years. I travel the world in search of the right image. in the right light at the right time. You can reach me by phone at 505.280.4686, or by email at or For a quick look at my work please go to

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