This Path Along the River
…and the sun blazing above it especially in December.
Category Archives: Discipline
Awe
It’s bouffant season and I’m not talking about the do. I’m talking about knots in the back of the hair formed by too many layers with the final one being a bouffant. Before the temps dropped precipitously low, we had … Continue reading
These Free Birds
…and for the loving family that allots them to roam thy fertile ground.
These Lanterns
…for luring us along its path and the collective reflections they avouched.
This Pink Seat
and the sweetest thing swinging in it.
God’s L.A.W.
LoveAlwaysWins
In Search for Fairies
This ain’t no wandering path through dense thicket nor the shade of a grove of pines, but fairies must be around the bend dancing to the beats of the pitter patter of the start of rain. Along with gnomes, sprites … Continue reading
Late Bloomers
Arriving later to the party. Better later than never, perhaps all the wiser. Quiet, reflective and astute…it’s the only way they know. Limitless potential bursting into the scene here, without a worry of the majority in the beginning stages of … Continue reading
I Wanted the World
but you knew better. You argue because you can’t accept love is all we have left. – Adam Clayton, Dave Evans, Larry Mullen, Paul David Hewson No room in the innno worries, the love that is sent upon us sits … Continue reading
Until the Clouds Unroll
Before we get all tawny as the classis coat of autumn tends to convert into these days, we are still enjoying the last of the transitional hues against the remaining greens even under ill-omened skies. The rain never came, a … Continue reading
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