This time last year
It’s been an year since she left, my Luci. One year and two days to be precise. It seems so …
It’s been an year since she left, my Luci. One year and two days to be precise. It seems so …
It has been raining every day since she left. The poetic might think of it as the sky crying its …
The light that shone so brightly lighting up my life has finally gone out. My darling Luci is no more. …
Here is Luci, my Sleeping Beauty. She needs no Prince Charming to kiss and wake her up. Kisses she gets …
I need no excuse to post a picture of Luci on her birthday, ….or any other day for that matter. …
...................... weaving words through dreams
Finding My Way Home
Politics, things that make you think, and recreational breaks
The blog of Sandy J. White
"How quickly comes the sun when first it sets its mind to rise." - - j. s. v.
goodies from my mailbox and camera
Urbanites in the woods, doing all our own stunts.
a 100-word story every day
The Pursuit of Writing
Book reviews, releases, writing advice and more... with a pinch of love and sarcasm
“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.” - Ernest Hemingway
Before I forget
Internal easing
World of P.G. Wodehouse
Never cease to explore and tell!
Undermining the Patriarchy Every Chance I Get. And I Get a Lot of Chances (Copyright Preserved)
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