Image Credit to Sarah Whiley I remember fields of flowers that looked like cotton growing in the South. We would pick them, and blow their tops into the wind, dreaming of better times. We would be astronauts, ballerinas, teachers, ball players, actors, and very rich. We looked forward to leaving poverty behind, with mountains too... Continue Reading →
Photo taken on the Silver Comet Trail in Georgia This tree posted for Sunday Trees #459 from On Dragon's Wings withButtercup Tea took me back to my childhood! I remembered one like it in my aunt's yard, and when we played house, we would pretend that the hanging leaves were green beans we were cooking... Continue Reading →
As a child and, even today, as an adult, I have very few friends. I was a loner as a child, mainly because other children did not play with me. They had good reason not to do so. My mother did not teach my sister and me about hygiene, and because she worked two jobs... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 