These Sitting Ducks
for watching the evening show with me–it never grows old.
for watching the evening show with me–it never grows old.
Facing myself and all my creations. No one said it will be easy…shifting anything of lower resonance into something superior. For those pioneers seeking exploration, wonder and the discovery into the crossing of an exalted state, now is the time. … Continue reading
Fixated through the shadows of time past, humansluring us into a comforting embrace, haunting memories of what wasfamiliar, yet no longer fit for life of wishful command, fettering stories In the sway of frosty winds, leaves of many hueson earthy … Continue reading
In existence since the beginning of time, humans and natureharmonizing with her every curvebeholding its beauty and creating beauty, naturally.Exhibiting, connecting and always aspiring to make beauty for we cannot escape what is within,would you meet me by the brook?
This video was meant to be a snapshot but touched the wrong part of the screen and since my foray into selfies isn’t habitual for me, I left it at that, a video. Barely a video at a second, but … Continue reading
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
for the gentle reminder to remain grounded in the midst of much revelry, commotion and undertakings obliged on ourselves time and time again.
(and the steamy bowl of goodness it offers) for always hitting the spot.
Where all that’s left is crashingand all I got is bereavingbut all I know is needingand all I thought was bleedingbecause what was sacredly vowed, wasn’t only pledged to mebut was boded to a surfeit of others year after year.Hunted … Continue reading
…on the consummate host.