Holding on to hard won hopefulness
Do you have a quiet place where you can sit and just feel? Get your breath back? Maybe get your sanity back? My quiet place is under the ancient fig tree in the park. It is substantial and constant. The canopy casts soothing shadows where creatures from other worlds live and birds hide from the... Continue Reading →
(One day I sat beneath the spreading branches of this fig tree, seeking solace, looking out towards the water where the ducks cavorted, and after a time, solace came to me....) One of the prompts from Cricket's Slice Of Life this week is Mother Nature. If you haven't tried Slice Of Life yet why not... Continue Reading →
Selma In The City 
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