The porch swing hangs heavy. The potted plants sigh; But none is so hot or So weary as I. The music of crickets, The buzz of the fly Is droning unanswered Tired and dry. The sun on the garden Has dried every leaf The vines are all withered Gone summer's feast. The Queen Anne has... Continue Reading →
Scarred but Beautiful
"We all have our scars––most gained by foolishness, but the ones that count come from putting another's safety above our own." c.e.hollis The Shape of Us By Elece Hollis Every leaf on every tree, every plant and flower bears its unique difference and yet is recognizable. With the help of a field guide to... Continue Reading →