The evening crickets Sing their song to the fireflies Warm winds kiss my face
I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees. ~ Pablo Neruda Amazing photography by Graham Owen.
Must it end so it can begin? The heart grows heavy in routine unimagined predictability must I lay aside my dream? Pick up a leaf and examine with a careful eye underneath the veins are sharp pulsing life like a network of bones held together by the fabric of its hide but the struggle... Continue Reading →
Every year as the ground slowly awakens to Spring, the birds emerge with their songs boasting their comeliness, inviting their potential mate with a whistle, and defending their realm with a rant . Here is an ode to these little creatures and the songs they sing to each other... XOXO Sandy A Love Song Following the... Continue Reading →