Jessica folded the envelope with the invitation for her to play at a posh reception. Known near and abroad as "The Weeping Mandolin for her tendency to play boisterously until tears flowed from her doe eyes, she looked forward to an evening very different from those to which she was accustomed. Jittery from fear, her... Continue Reading →
Bird at the feeder on the back deck! Looking at the birds. Daydreaming I fly with them. I miss my freedom! Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefueille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: Daydreaming is the prompt.
As I watched the life flow from my mother, I felt no fear, even though it was the first time I had witnessed death. It seemed as natural as a river flowing into the mighty sea, seeking to find its place in the world. I didn't wail like a banshee, respecting the peacefulness of the... Continue Reading →
Tears drip quietly. Each drop takes my pain away. I can see the Light. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #327: drip and drop.
This tree was in the Sweet Water Creek State Park, Douglas County, Georgia, and it reminded me of a woman from the Victorian age, all dressed up and strolling in the park. Posted for Sunday's Trees for October 4, 2020 from On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea.
Douglas and I went for a walk in another of the state parks near us. I was amazed to find such a wonderful place to hike just 15 minutes from our house. There were several paths to take, each listed by color: red, yellow, white, and green. We chose the red trail. Sweet Water Creek... Continue Reading →
She's never be free from mothering. Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt #58 from My Random Ramblings. The prompt is Free.
I want to walk through heather, Enjoying the beauty of the moors! Oh, let me smell the sweetness on a Scottish hillside, As we walk together outdoors. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Heather in 27 words.
Last Sunday, my daughter told me that my youngest son and his family would be visiting the area, and that he had called her to say that he was coming to see her. I told her that I hadn't been told of his imminent visit. Then I forgot about it, due to my recent hospitalization.... Continue Reading →
Where do you feel most at home? Please be more specific than “at home, doh” please. It could be a room in your home, a person, a location… I feel most at home in nature or in a garden. When I am walking through the forest or on a path, with birds singing, I feel... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 