So good to look out my window
Freshly painted on my pathway
Garden words Stop Listen Close your eyes Feel Kiss Smell Brilliant Bring back anything good Ferns Words begin with w Mouth lips Risk it Say it Do it Be the tree’s root Fragile Temporary Contemplation Fidelity Loss Absurd There’s a garden in Scotland called “Little Sparta” and it inspired me to to be more creative […]
I remembered his lips from 1996 But when I saw him today it was the beauty Of his hands that prompted me to remember The tenderness of touch.
Today would have been the 50th birthday of my daughter. She died five years ago. Initially, I heard nothing from her. Perhaps you think that sounds strange but it’s the truth. I always believed that I would be in touch with loved ones who had moved on to their next life. I talk with my […]