This photograph was taken on the road from Point Reyes National Park to San Rafael, CA.
Certain remnants of the past will always remain. Some lie deep within us. They represent a large par…
poem, death, Anne, sister, too early
I have gone, gone afar away
On the forehead memories
Blindness shine below eyelids
Misguided years and the cities
Somewhere beginning of alley
Let I feelings and faces
Departed now last train
The love in so…
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Fern fronds quiver gently in the silent breeze that stirs the early morning air.
The stillness of the forest is sobering …
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Like a cliché, a bottle with a note floated in with the tide.
Canal Road River ,got a feature…
Second feature for Pine bud!..
sunrise III while I was waiting for the sun to rise got the secund feature!…
I feel like I was gently touched by a soft waft of summer breeze that just passed by. I’ve tried to understand the meaning as a whole, but got lost in my minds. The failure left a forlorn void …
The girl laughed out loud because she knew this experience was such a cliché who would believe it?
The invisible wharf, with stories old;
And I have to wonder,
Will the tales ever be told?
The ability to take this path to soothe the noise between us
has always been a gift of preservation…..
This site isn’t what it use to be! You may not see me on here anymore. Like it even matters.
I didn’t panic but I was afraid . I scrambled to the other shore and then up the sand , behind a bush out of the wind and driving horizontal rain and salt spray.
*Wow! I’ve just received Feature No. 200 from Michelle, Vickie and Carolyn at Seasons Change! Thanks so much for giving me this milestone, I didn’t realize it at first until I was doing a…
Leaves that look like little boats