Photo by selma Childrennothing has changed since we first visitednothing but our numbers—now he's in SpainI'm here We’ve been going to see the fireflies at the same location ever since…
Little bell, Had you not beckoned to my senses To take this moment from the present This day would have passed me unawares And not been quite so transcendental...
A day in the life: “Life is never made unbearable by circumstances, but only by lack of meaning and purpose.”~ Viktor Frankl 💗 👏 💃🏼 🎶 ☔️ 🐦
Hiraeth -- a word from the Welsh language, was the theme of the challenge I participated in. Mine is creative non-fiction from one of my many times visiting my grandparents: Nostalgia.
No words, just wonderment... "Where flowers bloom so does hope."~ Lady Bird Johnson Quote.
Here's a poem I hope lifts your sprits to its highest realm. May it be like a beacon to light your dark hours. Because I'm rooting for you. Because you matter.
When you miss the novelty of snow, you don't turn your nose at the hard work of shoveling. That was the beauty of it yesterday. We were a happy bunch.
A poem about a delightful sunset that turned sunny in the morning. Hope you enjoy it.
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...
My first Wordless Wednesday post. My first blog hopping experience. Consider joining in, friends.