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Spring Cleaning... a voice in my head... and pies!

A few weeks ago, I realized that my there was no clear path out of my garage because it was blocked by a dresser that used to belong to my Dad.   489 more words

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain

by Emily Dickenson, 1830-1886

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading – treading – till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through – 93 more words



My new edition of Happiness Cards contains 10 new images and 10 new quotes. I love this quote by Emily Dickenson, and the photo is not bad, either. 14 more words


Nature Rarer Uses Yellow / Three Primary Colors

Nature rarer uses Yellow
Than another Hue.
Saves she all of that for Sunsets
Prodigal of Blue

Spending Scarlet, like a Woman
Yellow she affords… 19 more words


Hope is the thing with feathers

I’ve owned birds since I was nine years old and became a sort of local bird lover in my tiny community. I’ve had everything from parrots to finches to chickens and random birds that fell out of their nests, helplessly flopping about. 1,415 more words

Animal Lover

NaPoWriMo Day 5 - Heaven has different signs

Find an Emily Dickinson poem – preferably one you’ve never previously read – and take out all the dashes and line breaks. Make it just one big block of prose. 167 more words


Wild Nights

Wild nights, rippled lights
Gusts upon the air
Shooting stars shining bright
Wild make this night with thee

Wild nights, fight or flight
Sink below the stairs… 133 more words