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I didn't know where green peas came from. My earliest memory of them was a box of dried bead like structures, colored in a washed off gr...

The brew That penetrates into the breeze Of the little house, (not on the Prairie) (Though one wishes it is!) Fill the air with aroma And th...

I suffer from this strange condition - I call it 'choice paralysis' and I wonder/assume at the same time as to how many others among...

I'd have no clue how these words are going to shape shift as I type away - cause if you had known how many times I undid what I wrote, y...

Her hair was lush Falling like velvet curtains Drawn to the sides of her face. She was quiet but her presence was strong Stealth strength - ...

I meander about In the grey caves With a begging bowl Unbeknownst of the folly Or perhaps, acting knowingly unknown Like we often do in the ...

  Block is real somedays. Blockbusters aren't in the offing So off I go Without blogging! Photo by Melike - Pexels.

  Upon logging into my blog recently, I realized I'd not been this way for a while now - and in the meantime , the earth took almost ano...

  I didn't quiet process how much I love coffee. Or how taken for granted this beverage is for me. Kind of like how much I loved my aunt...

  Where are we to stroll if given a choice between mountains and beaches? The prompt that's worth its weight in words looms over my head...

Last December, I made a work trip to India. I swapped staying for Christmas with family for a work trip and went all the way to be a part of...