From my window, what can be seen? Freshly mowed lawns, a blanket of green. Billowy branches of myriad trees Lazily loll in a summ...

With my imagination I can behold Mysteries, stories, tales to be told Search through the archives of my mind Ask probing questions, tr...

It's another fabulous Friday! I'm joining in again for Friday Reflections with a lovely little poem based on the prompt: If ...

Beginnings are HARD. Image credit: https://www.loishermann.com/year-new-beginnings/ Writing one for this post is proving to be pro...

Hello there. Anzac Day is upon us. While I've never actually attended a dawn service, I do have some very deep thoughts regarding war,...