The last day of August—at last! Gratitude for all the seasons. BTW, at the time of scheduling this post, we got precious rain in buckets full. Phew... Thank you , August.
Heartfelt gratitude to the editors of Hotel by Masticadores for publishing my poemon loneliness. Dear reader, kindly click the link to read the concise poem I hope you enjoy. Tremulous…
The season is turning, dear friends. What are the signs in your area?
keep kicking sisters, travel higher nothing can cloud the beacon inside chest up--don't flout that private lantern you didn't come this far to yield now
sending a tiny piece of my heartto you, however distant your portthe deserts and seas I would invertto give you warmth and solid supportthough in your living I hold no…
Carbon footprints Measure the weight Of daily deeds Unplug, switch off Think mindfulness Think CO2 Think -- Green energy!
First and foremost, a heartfelt thank you to you for being here.Happy summer ending;Happy beginning of autumneveryone. “I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and…
Never has it been as profuse as when in the thick of torrid summer heat melancholy accommodates. [Etheree]
What are your mornings like? Come read about how my mornings begin.
What can you see from Santa Rita's Maya ruins roof top? Here's what I see.
Please notice P.J. Gudka, everyone, and lend her your support. I highly recommend this courageous new author who has dared to share her innermost reflections in such a beautiful book. A five-star rating from me. Very satisfied.
Creative non-fiction: A soliloquy on the family reunion I was not invited to but to which I was the guest of honor; the life of the party. Go figure!