Dawn breathes an invitation and Rumi’s words taunt me: Do not go back to sleep. I am loathe to greet the day – not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness. Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have […]
Does the moon envysun’s glorified reign –(gender inferred) Sons were sunin my family,we women lunar Father straddledthe two – a secretwe fought to suppress Fluidity of pronounsnon-existantin formative years. (Image my own)
I feel deeply honoured to be part of September’s issue of Tangled Locks Journal. Thank you to Teresa Berkowitz for accepting my poem, “Feline”. Please visit me there, and take a moment to peruse all the writing: you won’t be disappointed. Tangled Locks Journal is published quarterly. Information for how to get involved is available […]
Yes, a beauty of it’s own, seems quite big.
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It is! Happy to stumble upon it empty, lol.
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For sure, I’ve experienced wasp stings – very painful
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They grew one right outside of my attic window once. It seemed it took no time at all to build. I had to wait them out. Winter came and they were no more, then I removed it. Too close for comfort😊😊. A nice shot!
Pat
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Yes, we had one on the back of our motor home – way too close. Interesting, though.
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That’s so awesome. To think many little buggers built that. Here, they like our gutters.
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They like nooks and crannies for sure
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They can stay out of my nooks and crannies LOL
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Hahaha
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Beautiful photo. 😀
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Thanks
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