My journal of big words and pretty pictures
It seems that the older I get, the more early memories of my life simply disappear. I'll get a glimpse of an image, but for the most part, there are whole chunks of my childhood that I cannot remember. What I do recall doesn't follow any kind of pattern. There's no telling what will flashback, … Continue reading Origami cranes
The similarities between the aluminum chain-link fence, and the barbed and twisted vines, made for me an interesting contrast. One barrier metal, the other wood; one made by man, one by nature. Both, formidable deterrents to trespassers. Curved, twisted, and intertwined, each a twin of the other... but not.
Diatribes rage on Accusations flung like knives No leg to stand on
While the sun seems to have returned to my beaches and woods, I think there will be a few fits and starts of cold and rainy weather. Spring is making Her presence felt, and it's a welcome change. I ventured out to my local State Park, just a few miles down the road. It had … Continue reading Spring is in the air
Blood is thicker than water, but ink is thicker than blood. Over the years, I have gathered a tribe, formed my own family of brothers and sisters. We have a shared love of words, passing around quips and phrases like well-loved heirlooms. Spread out to the four corners of the world, we are as close … Continue reading We are family
I am an uncredited understudy struggling to find out who I am, and what I want to be. Never the star. Always living in the shadows, hidden away from the adoration of those who I long to charm. I can never be wise enough, talented enough, pretty enough for the limelight to shine on me. … Continue reading Take a bow
Thin spiral notebook 