Go With All Your Heart…



Such as life…



New York In The 1920’s

As leaves fade, love falls…..


Writing Prompt 6/28/2013: “Place”

Result of this prompt courtesy of “Part Wild”:

I knew I was in the wrong place, where dust settles and moats of light relax in the air. The Attic, an altar for the forgotten where you can consume the oxigen around you to clear fearful and frazzled thoughts. The only thing to think carefully of now is the sense of someone watching you and how you may feel when at any moment your spine feels as if it will rise from your skin, a bland pit releasing itself from fruit.
It is time to taste fire.

Weekly Photo Challenge: “Escape”

escape |iˈskāp|

• a means of escaping from somewhere 

• a form of temporary distraction from reality or routine 

I already basically live in what a majority call “paradise”, but it does help to get away sometimes…to stretch my legs, my mind; a great time for gathering some new inspiration! 




Free Write Friday: Word Bank

The result of this prompt, courtesy of Kellie Elmore’s post “Free Write Friday: Word Bank”:

The flow.

A lazy cascade of violets.

the rain follows the curve of the river.

One’s perspective can always change, one tear changing the ultimate “big picture”. it’s not a trinket to be tossed away.

Be somber for as long as you can manage…it’s glint can be beautiful in the sunlight.

The static of rain covers everything.