“ Please release me let me go; For I have found somebody new;Her lips are warm while yours are cold; Release me my darling let me go.” An Oldies Goldie talking about moving on from a relationship that has grown cold.
What is it about darkness that causes fear? Is someone lurking in the shadows. We look but do not see. It gives us pause.
Out here in the woods it is dark; very dark. With shorter days and longer nights it seems the stars pop out early and the moon rises brighter. There are no street…
Our front room does not have drapes. I sit at the dinner table and can watch: the wind blow through the tall grass,a hawk looking, the crows taking snacks from the dog’s dishes. I love to watch the clouds fly by and the storm gather across the field…