beauty and perfection seen everywhere by eyes tuned to the spectacular in nature;
colours contrasting
creating blossoms that turn to fruition,
made real before my sight
these desires,
spawned on a pomegranate wind.

the wind is at my back, it's a delicious wind.

If Mo Yan uses it to his benefit,
why shouldn't I?

The fun of preparing here to welcome there.
Times when i cannot see the path, and
i just have to trust that it's there.

Meet one of my five dogs,
he is the baby,
name is Steppie.
His grin is always camera ready.

Angry wild birds, how dare I be late with their feeding!

No better feeling than preparing new ground,
#relationships
I used to call my mother the Seed Collector,
now I have turned into
the seed collector.
#farming
#permaculture

The break was for rest and return.
I take your point.
The algos on a site that I used to blog on almost drove me mad. I took a break, and took back control.
Kakanga root in my coffee, energy for mind and body.
#coffee
#DancingBetweenTallGrass
My home is the Caribbean. I write about the quantum, spiritual, and mystical.
My constant search is for those with whom my work will resonate.

Early evening gives way to twilight as night birds take to flight, screeching and cawing in the dying light,
calling out to the sprites
resting under trees enjoying the warm breeze of a summer zephyr she smiles,
bowing her head in gratitude, she sits on her mat.
#DancingBetweenTallGrass
#tinystory
iris.to, something new to figure out, something new to get excited about.
Quietly I sip on magical tea, waiting for answers to come.


