



Recalling the adventurous hike my daughter and I did this past summer to High Rock Lookout just outside…
I see a duck on a hot asphalt lake His story moves in the shimmering heat As summertime…
Days drift while leaving; into the twilight evening; followed by the dark night; then mornings blessed light….
Thank you to Christy at Poetic Parfait for inviting me on the Creative Process Blog Tour. It seems…
life is found; in the moments, tender & tragic; in the moments, mundane & magic! ~M ©2014 Where…
Love at first sight A beacon across the cold night Two hearts held tight …