What A Long Ride
All you got is hurt; it’s all we know of you. It’s hiding under all that prim but not much of proper…not much of a legacy if you ask me. I’m on the other side of your disappearing dream, on … Continue reading
Tag Archives: vibrant
This Happy Bunch
And the seeds spawned from them. It’s going to get vibrant this spring…velvety reds against a verdant backdrop…got my mind jumping ahead a couple of seasons. With ample seeds we’re gonna see a whole lot of new beginnings…tiny promises of … Continue reading
Prettier Than Pink
How simple yet magnificent are these crimson and fuchsia jewels. Sprawled over marble they shimmer with delight and in the kitchen where I cook, create, design and on occasion send a kiss to mend a bumped or abrased limb. Here … Continue reading
In a Verdant Manner
Make it beautiful or make it bold, unless of course you do both. She’s at it again, that Mother Nature of ours bold, vibrant and verdantly beautiful.
Retro Repast
Two amigos here sharing more than a meal…an unpretentious place that hasn’t changed much at all since I discovered it in its infancy decades ago. Retro no doubt, nothing like a handwritten tab…when was the last time you have seen … Continue reading
The Feeling That Does Not Pass
Some lives stick to predictable paths. Those that dare to trek off the beaten path are most motivating and as a result most fascinating and curiously enough are not the most trodden fellas. No, their souls are alive, burning for … Continue reading
You Gleamin’
I tend to get a little giddy when I see new blooms unraveling into miraculous precision, kind of like newborns… you can’t help yourself from lighting up in their presence. Pure, vibrant beings with nothing but authentic sentience and just … Continue reading
Make a Wish
The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. -Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. I don’t know about you, but I haven’t … Continue reading
One with the Breeze
I had a caption for this. It was crafty. I thought to myself, I ought to write it down. I didn’t. I forgot what the small voice whispered to me. But my vibrant artist has sketched a few of these. … Continue reading
On Becoming Polychromatic Again
The feral are closer, more curious without the darkness that kept them at the edge of nightfall.No longer is the need for a torch to keep you from stalking my thoughts.The world a little softer,vibrant of color that once filled … Continue reading
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