The day Miss Vivian was thrown off her high horse, people didn’t look so small anymore. – by C. Dennis-Willingham
Do not weep for me for I have experienced a lifetime of joy the sounds of birthing the squeals of jubilant voices. Do not weep for me for I have felt the vibrations of storms and weathered through them with dignity. I have witnessed… Continue Reading “Do Not Weep for Me”
Wear gratitude like a cloak and it will feed every corner of your life. – Rumi photo one credit photo two credit Daily word prompt: Gratitude
600 followers? But I’m not even a leader! Just a mere writer and voracious reader. Regardless,
I just want to take a moment to thank you, all my blogging buds, for the time you have spent looking at my posts and for following me. For a writer, there is no greater compliment. (I know I ramble about all kinds of… Continue Reading “This Moment is for You”
If I were a cow I would roam beneath a mountain and drink from a cool stream. If I were an Arrowleaf flower I would grow on a mountain hillside and smile proudly at the hikers passing by. If I were the remains of… Continue Reading “Praise for the Mountain”
The hail ripped through my okra, oh what a storm, the cucumbers, too but the onions survived and so did the corn!