Naturalist Weekly, Macro-Season: The Wagtail Calls
Wagtail: Willy Wagtail--Just when I soaked my feet in this river, one day, the Jaunty li'l thing came to show me how birds do it. Lucky for me, I had my camera ready. Check out the video too.
Wagtail: Willy Wagtail--Just when I soaked my feet in this river, one day, the Jaunty li'l thing came to show me how birds do it. Lucky for me, I had my camera ready. Check out the video too.
My words based on the theme of good parenting. And may I add, one doesn't need to be a parent to lend a helping hand; one just needs to want to live in a good world and a desire to be a good role model. I and parents the world over thank you.
For the last challenge for Tanka Tuesday's seventh year. A photo prompt. Photo by Terri Webster Schrandt. Thank you.
Writers (me) are often insecure about themselves and the words they weave and expose to the world, so having a reader say how much they enjoyed the book or the message conveyed is a morale booster. --Here are my latest--
Responding to the haiku invitation at Naturalist Weekly. This week’s haiku invitation is to write a haiku or senryu using “dew” as inspiration. Kindle quote from In The Shadow of…
a sundae is sweet a soondae is salty which of the treats harmonizes your coffee ~ encouragement by Selma [may it last you till we meet again]
Because, no! Summer cannot last forever, But the beach will be there no matter the season. Hope you like this one.
Good books on sale from the publisher. Come take a look, please. ((no, they are not on sale for 5 cents))
Can you think of synonyms for the words quiet and seek? Come see what I got for you this week, dear ones. I hope you enjoy it.
This man's face is the face of grief. I know because that's what my face will look like if and when I return one day to the town that raised me. Mom will not be there, and as grown up as I am, I really don't want to make that trip.
My mind to me a kingdom is; Such perfect joy therein I find That it excels all other bliss That world affords or grows by kind...
This haiku sequence takes after the passing of the Obon season. Change must come: each turn of the road brings new thoughts and each sunrise fresh emotions ~ Unknown Thanks for reading.