Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
L'aura del campo 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣ L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I LV COMMENTS! On a practical note, in answer to your questions: IN MEMORIUM VerySara passed away November 12, 2005 Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings. More suggested links: These pictures rotate. Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
#1213. Make me shine! (Scintillate in 24 syllables)
ID #971775 entered on December 20, 2019 at 7:28pm
#1211. Back into flash (if I can ever figure it out)
ID #969635 entered on November 14, 2019 at 3:52pm
#1181. Best vacation ever ...¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ... England with friends
ID #960423 entered on June 9, 2019 at 12:00am
#1179. See the U.S.A. ... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ... in a Chevrolet.
ID #960291 entered on June 6, 2019 at 1:55pm
#1147. Annie, go get your rod (205w sun, fly, line) [176.73]
ID #958426 entered on May 6, 2019 at 10:39pm
#1119. Fight of the Zodiacs [176.33] Adult humor... *cough*
ID #956242 entered on April 10, 2019 at 12:20am
#1116. There must be something better to do... [176.28]
ID #956070 entered on April 7, 2019 at 7:19pm |