I love the smell of freshly cut grass in the summer. Do you cut yours in a straight line or with a twist like this?
With thanks to Marcel L. for use of the image. Continue reading
I love the smell of freshly cut grass in the summer. Do you cut yours in a straight line or with a twist like this?
With thanks to Marcel L. for use of the image. Continue reading
It’s summer: the weather is scintillating (for a change); so what could be better than ice cream?
A short story about the memories a beautiful summer can bring. Continue reading
The inspiration for this poem speaks for itself. Good thing, as I’ve no intention of ever mentioning it again.
Continue readingThe day of walking by the lake with Thoughts on Epitaph my sunglasses also broke. It happened first, as did the idea for this; a poem about being kept in the dark.
It’s always good to plan ahead. I thought of this while out for a walk by the lake on a beautifully perfect sunny summer’s day.