By: ecopoet in the rich layers, molecule’s hide a place far beyond reach bystanders – circle around – leaving the untouchable ground solid stance …Depth
I can read books.*
To See a World in a Grain of Sand...
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
Writing is a craft. I practice it here. Stellar stuff. Mediocre stuff. Don't bother stuff.
Croning My Way Through Life
We went to France ..... and then we came back.
Spiritual And Mental Health Via Creative Writing, Short Stories, Poetry, Quotes, Art
At Just Be
by Britta Benson
“With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?” Oscar Wilde
Promotes lifestyle changes to say healthy through diet and exercise.
Looking for that next adventure in the world
Connecting the Americas, Bridging Cultures Supergringa in Spain: A Travel Memoir
the reverberation of a hidden well...freed.
nature + landscape photography / 123 degrees west, 45 degrees north
songs unheard by the poet next door