Approaching the Devil’s Toenail from the north.
mountain wind pauses
silent dark boreal sighs –
Earth breathes in then out
flee into the woods
path blocked by spider’s web –
ooh yuck run away
"Everyone needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to the soul" -John Muir
Is it stratagem or happenstance?
Showcasing the beauty of nature
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
The semi-private writings of a thirty-something fat girl
reflections on a passing life
Everyone has a story to tell. This is me, telling mine.
I had to find some way to entertain myself, so I made up stories in my mind. One night I started writing them down and never stopped.
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Wandering, wondering and writing
Where no one is barred and everyone is grilled.
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there are many novels in the world. i'm writing one, and doing my best to write it well.