An emptiness tickles my soul as I wait.
I touch the shores of silence.
Dip my toes in it,
I am self destructively-self sufficient… 6 more words
Well, my last post was a little lofty in lingo, but that’s me at 1 a.m. for you…
Yesterday morning I said my goodbyes to the new acquaintances I had made – a lovely couple who owned the farm in which I picked strawberries and raspberries for a couple of 10-hour, sun-filled, sun-burned days (rats for forgetting to get a photo! 711 more words