Walking May Walking the flower garden, this opening of spring, listening to birdsong, the wind and trees that sing, for the sky is so blue a blessing this May, for June is approaching and summer will be here For ever and more. For Today. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! p1964km@googlemai...
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Walking May Walking the flower garden, this opening of spring, listening to birdsong, the wind and trees that sing, for the sky is so blue a blessing this May, for June is approaching and summer will be here For ever and more. For Today. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! p1964km@googlemai...
She turned and walked back from the beach. Everyone had long since gone. The storm had passed, the skies were clear once again, and the wind had settled into restful sighs across the silver birches. The trees were still and yet crooked, bent and twisted with their boughs and branches in repose after surviving another bout with the seasonal storms that raced up this battered coast. The path was small, she had not taken the tourist one, the direct route, instead she followed the su...
Tales from the edge of the morning sky
Walking May Walking the flower garden, this opening of spring, listening to birdsong, the wind and trees that sing, for the sky is so blue a blessing this May, for June is approaching and summer will be here For ever and more. For Today. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! p1964km@googlemai...
