Writing daily about my journeys through books, movies and plays along with poetry, story, or an occasional wander into ideas, opinions or rants.
April snow dripping, dribbling into
pools of water from
trees etched in black at sunset
“I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night
and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists.”
~ John J. Geddes
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