The golden light that filters down from the green canopy above touches me. Through the shade that wraps my bare arms in a blanket of dull...

Long and narrow I feel it in my hand. IT once to meant freedom for me, creativity and hope. Over the years and with age that has changed,...

This prompt was so so unplanned and yet so perfectly and sorrowfully timed that I can’t even believe it. Something that has made me cry...

Warm crisp air. Palm trees standing tall rocking gently to the melody of the breeze. The purple and golden haze set with the sun into a...

If I had my way the room would be in a remote part of a property we will someday own. It would be isolated and yet accessible in case I...