Our most important signs are signaled to us via nature. At least that’s my opinion. Sun, moon, stars. Or in my case today, a plant. Well, two plants. One a flowering vine which grew from seeds I planted in the spring. Purple flowers. Intertwining and a sort of randomness amongst its beauty. Now it’s done. … More life goes on
Sunday morning and it finally rained. Late night last night, meaning I drove home from Cincinnati. I found myself at a street fair. All dressed up and somewhere to go. Let me back up. Oh, it’s raining now. As if the world waited for me to fully embrace the truth and lifted the drought. If … More write while it rains
I don’t believe I’ve ever posted like this. A link to someone else’s blog: when your dreams have shattered Someone I don’t know but at some point started following. I happened to see her post today. And it hit. Home. Exactly where I am at this morning. Oh, I probably will feel better later today. … More hit home
Upon a Sunny Day 