The poem. Reasons, they fall apart in the face of the truest desire. But excuses, they pile up in the corners where dreams did aspire. Continue Reading...
Thanks #14 (Seasons)
I'm thankful for the seasons. There are definitely four distinctive seasons here in southern NH. There is clearly a spring season when the snow and ice melts and growth gets a slow start. The winds still howl, but now there are wisps of warmth mixed in to the winds that dry the soggy, thawing ground. Summer comes as all things growing flourish and greens abound. Sight lines change as the leaves of Continue Reading...