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You two show that with a sense of humour and love of adventure happily ever after does come true. Wishing you unending love.
Out there, in the big world, is sorrow, sadness, turmoil, and sabre rattling but here in my woods is only beauty, love and peace. ©2020 Sharron R. McMillan
The woods are covered in down, that rain slowly dilutes into puddles. I put a few puzzle pieces in their place then settle in by the fire to crochet. Snow day, a good excuse to be lazy. ©2020 Sharron R. … Continue reading
“The ego uses words to get what it wants. When we are in an argument with our family, friends, or colleagues, that is what we do. We pull out the words that give us power, make us look right or … Continue reading
Rain and wind compete for power outside. The house is still. Cat purrs. Fire crackles. Nothing else. Outside turmoil. Inside peace. ©2020 Sharron R. McMillan
Rain, wind, cold. I fill our antique claw foot bathtub with hot lavender scented water and submerge my body and my thoughts. Gratitude for clean, safe water washes over me and I pray for those not as fortunate in our … Continue reading
Christmas is packed back into the old cedar trunk, presents are finding places in the house and shop. Looking forward instead of back I pray the joy of the season will not stop. May peace be the goal we walk … Continue reading
Like standing on the edge of a white sand beach when the tide is low and the sky is clear Nothing mars the perfect landscape devoid of all regrets or fear. ©2019 Sharron R. McMillan
Empty the laundry hamper, catch up, get it done. Deal with procrastination piles; finish or get rid of what you know you’ll never finish. Clean the house, a very important year is arriving. De-clutter, Recycle. Start fresh. For every new … Continue reading
Christmas is family and friends and love, it is the rebirth of hope and the promise of peace. Excerpt from “Christmas Is”©2001 Sharron R. McMillan
Maria is Maria – nothing less and nothing more There is no other like her, an original, for sure. Happy Birthday to you!
Me the poet dreaming my dreams, you the artist creating new scenes, me dissolving in desperate tears you holding tightly, dispelling my fears, we jumping into improbable things learning new patterns and finding our wings creating our world and living … Continue reading