In the westward window hang colored glass crystals with cacti beneath. Hopefully not a bad omen for the day. Light streams in the brightly scrubbed glass I cleaned this morning. It makes a person wonder in that fraction of brightness why any darkness could exist. But that is momentous. Life happens and darkness wins sometimes. […]
It all started with tea. A sweet blend of cloves and orange spice brightened my day around 4:00… Wait, perhaps this should be night? morning? And a luscious camel milk soap, which leaves quite a lovely scent, mind you. I do find it quite refreshing. This morning I awoke to a soft patter outside my window. […]
Wishful thinking is like black coffee it gets me up in the morning.
Feeling like a haystack does no one any good.
As my pen’s ink shot across the page in freehand the fire before me blazed. Seems as if the fire was also alight in my imagination as I churned out the words of my first short story. This time of recovery has greatly encouraged me to publish two books on Amazon. Which, God-willing will fair […]
With the Season’s Foliage