I must learn to go back in time to a day that I remember well.
Prose & Poem
Life is anything but clear. Our paths from birth to death are different for each of us. For most, our paths and truths are defined by where and how were we born.
There was one cold day, in particular, that I vividly remember that affected me deeply. It was when the wind would blow and I’d feel…
You sit there calm cool collective
A gentle smile presents itself
Open to the thought of connecting
But constantly on guard.
A Dryer Relationship Comparison. I’ve looked at my dryer on many occasions. But, today, as I was looking at the settings ………
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day, and shazam here today and gone tomorrow so if you’re anything like me, you’ve just realized that it was just like yesterday…
An Oldie But Goodie. Well most songs are starting to become oldies but goodies. 🙂 I have many fond memories of the sixties.
In winter some say to see the spring early it’s not the groundhog, but the Winter blue Jay. 🙂
Yeah, yeah, words and images can mean different things to different people. It’s all about the context of usage and display that grips your senses.
After I took this photo I really liked the look and feel of the image conveyed. The morning dew and mist felt dreamy like. So, hence the quote by Eleanor Roosevelt.
“There are no extra pieces in the universe. Everyone is here because he or she has a place to fill, and every piece must fit itself into the big jigsaw puzzle.”