“Do you remember it? Do you remember the sword and it’s sheath? Do you remember the carvings?”
… I see her smile in her dreams. For once, all seems quiet and gentle. And consistent. I would have reprieves of such times in the past, but they would disappear as a flicker in the wind.
I painted the waves with the pen of my memories..
Rather than heavy words and even heavier thoughts and feels, maybe just a bit of cuteness!
Happy almost birthday to me! I have quite a path of learning ahead of me, but I’m liking it!! Lots… Read more July 14.
I ascended slightly. I wanted to feel the pain of the full wind coming at me. I wanted to test the strength which I knew I had and therefore, was no test at all.
Under make-up and skin; beside the jewelry and clothes; this is what I am. This is my truth…
After teasing me about the possible content of a few chapters…
Spring approaches just off the horizon.
Lard and tablespoons of the iciest tap water are two of the four ingredients of the best pie crust recipe…each time I create pies, I hear her reminders as I blend her crust recipe.