The country that raised me boasted of one season throughout the year, but perhaps it was because we wished for snow so much, but at Christmas time, we often pulled out sweaters to ward off the chill. And mother read us stories of Christmases in cold countries. Hope you enjoy these from Librivox.
Do you know the long-headed grasshoppers? I was just introduced to a handsome pair. Click PLAY on the minute long video to hear her chomping at a leaf. Enjoy the short story.
You are a collateral wonder and I wish you miracles. Because...
Help protect our migratory birds. Turn off the lights, please— at least during the spring and summer migrating seasons. Thank you.
The Cacti that blooms for only one night, and is gone before the sunlight finds her. I find this inspiring. I hope you do as well.
On June 15th, for Tuesday Poetics--Exploring the realm of Minimalist Photography at dVerse, Sanaa Rizvi showcased Glenn A. Buttkus's site "South Sound Minimalist Photos," for this prompt, and adds that you…
I worked on questions that a fictional character in a book I like would be contemplating. I bet you'll know right away who this character is. Please consider leaving me your thoughts *wink*
Day 24 of NaPoWriMo. Wow. I did not go with the prompt today, but keeping on the animals' theme, I offer you a sweet story I heard as a child. A legend on how 'man's best friend' got its name.
A fable for you today, dear friends, a hope for your wellbeing, and a wish for miracles. Drop me a line to let me know how and if you're enjoying these 30 days-30 poems. Be well.
The state-of-the-art Powerball that my vacuum cleaner was never went underappreciated. It was my faithful companion for over a decade and a half-- with not a cough, not a hiccup to berate it for. I named her Allegri, and it did what her maker promised it’d do for me-- I saw a massive change in my son's health, gave me peace of mind, and saved me money on medical bills. Tell me, wouldn't you be grateful for something like this?
What are you, right now? Right now, you are a seeing being. The love that you brought when you came into this world is as pristine as it ever was. Why have you forgotten? Why do you insist on blanketing it under pretenses and stale bravadoes? Let the circus clown in this story remind you...
Summer of 2020... My brain is sizzled. How's yours? I hope you can still appreciate the moral of this story which is meant for children. Do let me know how you liked it. *wink*