1/21/2021 Thursday. For how many of you, is buying a calendar an annual event? Yes, I actively enter my activities,… Read more A Woman’s Diary of Sorts.
The Repercussion of Sarcastic Fashion
Not for even my own ego, not to show off, not to compete..Not for my parents, not for a man, and not for spite..
Abundantly Perfect, Like Bird Berries…
August 25, 2018 Handsome. Oh, that G~d had granted me a son. Solid. He stood before me with a silent… Read more Abundantly Perfect, Like Bird Berries…
Proposing a Lioness Adventure, (with soot. dirt. smudges.)
March 1, 2018 Majestic. The sky’s contest, a vying among the then waxing moon, the awakening buds of a virile… Read more Proposing a Lioness Adventure, (with soot. dirt. smudges.)
How to love Valentines Day ~ from a Heart of Soot
I am sure the two have collided along the way…the imagery and colors, an artist’s orgasm of black and red.
Small Enough to Stand Tall
“Do you think it is a serpent or a flower?” she asked, her eyes dancing while a finger traced the slice on her stomach.
Of building, bonfire and all that is bricked beautiful.
I looked at him, stunned.
May your 2018 be icy blue moons and sultry blue waters. May you know the robust red of life love….and everything in between,
The Reality of Pies, A Year Later and….Toilet Seat Repair
December 10, 2017 When I am really lucky, I get to write while my son writes. He, his homework. Me,… Read more The Reality of Pies, A Year Later and….Toilet Seat Repair
It was Reformation, Batman.
“…people know. even if they do not know, they do know that what happened is not what is seemed to be. People know you.”