When a friend hands you a set of watermelon coasters, make art.
Then give it all back to her for her birthday.
An Aries Knows (this site is more fun when people read and comment)
When a friend hands you a set of watermelon coasters, make art.
Then give it all back to her for her birthday.
Just for me.
A little self-indulgence on a day when bleak weather matches a certain hurt that always flickers somewhere inside me.
A song I won’t listen to anymore.
A voice I can’t hear anymore.
Cameras that shot photos more blurry than memories ever will be.
Roll Tide.
Now I’m absolutely positive that Timothy J. Lambert sometimes dances in his apartment and that his dogs see this. So there was NO REASON why Pixie, Rex, and Penny had to freeze and stare at me like I’d lost my mind because of a little chair dancing. Everybody’s a critic.
I’m feeling very Thanksgivingy. Tonight’s menu: baked hen, cornbread dressing, cranberry sauce, beans, and salad. Wish you were here!
Current Photo Friday theme: Human Form
Stupid migraine. So much online I want to read and comment on. Even a rant inside me, though maybe it’s all better left unsaid. But I was able to finish a poem. Thank you for your words, Magnetic Poetry, and for your creator’s blog, ’cause he seems like a pretty cool guy. I’ll be ordering more words from him soon.