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Not being willing to look like a fool may be the greatest failure of all. ~ Luci Shaw
Flying just above the trees sails luff in the gentle breeze, dinky toy cars on highway one, windows sparkle in rising sun. Gravel pit is a child’s sand box, Mount Richardson, a pile of rocks, tide is out in Davis … Continue reading
Words that have nothing to do with truth, peace or greatness Avarice protecting place, position, stuff from those who need it most Revenge for not playing the game by someone else’s rules. . . ©Sharron R. McMillan
This blue orb was dancing around in my view finder while I was taking pictures of the eclipse the other night. I thought it was a reflection of something but it showed up in the actual photograph. Must have been … Continue reading
We lit a fire in elder daughter’s fire pit, bundled up and sat out under the stars watching the solar eclipse last night. There’s something magical sitting in dark coldness with a crackling fire at your feet. Coyotes howled … Continue reading
Sometimes I wonder why you seemed to take so long to send a saviour to our earth when things had gone so wrong. So many years of killing, of terror for the young hate and destruction and so little hope … Continue reading
Light seeps into the sky behind ever-moving branches, trees, leaves – powerful shadows over back-drop of serene blue. Light bursts out, the day begins. . . I’ve seen this over and over again but never tire of this opening bit. … Continue reading
Years I spent typing out my words on an Underwood typewriter with carbon paper between the pages, folding, sealing, stamping, mailing waiting. Waiting to hear from publisher, editor, friend. I had to include stamps for my own rejection slips. NOW … Continue reading
Nov. 11, 2018 at sunset, I rang our gong 100 times. It was actually a very moving experience for me. I wasn’t going to ring the gong one hundred times, I thought I’d do a few gongs and call it … Continue reading
Fall clouds move in, energy drains away, mood turns to grey I waste the day. This is the clue nothing I can do seems I am solar-powered too. ©2015 Sharron R. McMillan
Wisdom speaks only truth! ~Proverbs 8: 7
Flying off like a bird heading south. Not to be seen again until a new year emerges. Goodbye August, goodbye summer. See you next year.
Two mornings ago, this is how the sun looked through the trees from forest fires in BC. Today it was clear again and the air smells fresh and safe.