A Stone: One daily observation.
Clouds form unexpected celebrations at the end of the day.
The sun screams red!
My heart is content, it is perfect.
A Stone: One daily observation.
Clouds form unexpected celebrations at the end of the day.
The sun screams red!
My heart is content, it is perfect.
poetry, publishing, and mentoring
Standing Tall with Big Heart: Somatically, Mindfully, Creatively, Unceasingly
Poetry and Other Music
Waiting on Words
Art from the Collection of Deborah Barlow
South meets East: Poetry and Musings - words of the seasons
A view of things outside the studio
poetic ponderings...parenting...procrastination...
Poets Pub
ASTROLOGY
Poetry and More
Some days are cloudier than others. . .
"We're all out there, somewhere, waiting to happen."
art. biology. creativity. science. design. nature.
Newsletter from NY Arts Magazine
Taos Artist Organization
a place for poetry
a community of people reading & writing poems, moving words
annellannell 
Sigh. It is perfect indeed. Perfect beauty. Your photos are glorious.
What can one say to all of that? Wow, and thank you for sharing,
Elizabeth