A True Story of Betrayal Have you ever had an idea that was just….brilliant? An idea that you curated and honed, then used with wild success? If you’ve done this, you know what pride and success you feel in having brought an idea to fruition. You may start to use this idea, build upon this… Continue reading Gone Edison
Nicolas Picard 720 “UH….MAZE…..ING!” she drawled, eyes glued to the man catching air as he pulled a 720. Unconventional, as he let the bike spin round him, but the air you need to make that happen on a half pipe is awe inspiring. Of course, it wasn’t her first time at the trials. She’d actually… Continue reading 720
This challenge: hosted by Sonya – @ Only 100 Words – The idea? Only 3 lines on the image! image by Sam Burriss Sex in the Rain Deserted morning park We dance in the rain Our bodies are one This image is so similar to a view we have at our own neighborhood park! I believe the… Continue reading Sex in the Rain
One More “I’m not tired!” she whined, “I want a pop!” as she wriggled in his arms. They hear it every time they go out, it’s ‘one more’. Though they’d tried hard not to indulge in anything that would encourage the erratic, yet completely normal toddler behavior, it was irritating. Seemingly no end, or transition,… Continue reading One More
This challenge: hosted by Sonya – @ Only 100 Words – The idea? Only 3 lines on the image! image by Meghan Yabsley Leap of Faith No more will I let fear rule my decisions I’ll take the risk, go for the ride, try something new, even allow myself to love I want to do more than… Continue reading Leap of Faith
Gardening is a passion of mine – not only because it’s wonderful to be outside, work the earth with your hands, reap the benefits of a beautiful organic garden for edibles and simple beauty. I also garden for wildlife and creating a restorative habitat on my little lot of land – pollinators, birds, amphibians, and… Continue reading Green Elephant Gardening
Too Late A cool breeze from the lake chilled me to the bone. I hadn’t been down to the docks in ages. “Creeps me out,” I murmured. A low rumble began in Bear’s throat. He’d been trotting happily beside me but now stood stock still, legs braced, hackles up with hair standing on end.… Continue reading Too Late
