Beauty is in the heart of the beloved the beloved is the eye of the beholder.
They say the word and know not what it means living in a house which has its lights on but, no one's home.
Simple. when love is there you know it... there is no question when it is there. no doubt. easy goes as the sun is yellow, the sky is blue and the breeze is warm. there is no question of love. there is nothing hard about it. you know this when you are old and gray.… Continue reading When love is there
you never got what you really needed from old mom and dad back on the farm. but, you continued... deciding life must go on. with that pitchfork in your hand you went back to your chore of shoveling that hay to all those horses and cows. and, then you realized at some point that 'falling… Continue reading Falling Short
They do not read they do not lie tale of the cat is the life I live by. Be they little be they brown it matters not they remove my frown head to tail. jumping from cat trees up and down playing with strings going round and round my cats my dear friends keep me… Continue reading Tale of the Cat
I woke, opened my vertical blinds and looked out and there was my dove. it didn't have its partner. they haven't been together for some time now. I believe they do pair for life once they have decided. I wondered what had happened. the other day I noticed there was a dove who seemed like… Continue reading My Cat and the Dove
Take time to watch clouds move through the vintage blue sky. many pass love by because they cannot surrender their hearts. others lose their patience and flee because real love grows slowly. let the wind lift your gaze to the rhythm of the high trees so that you look at the one you love the… Continue reading Vintage
Go now! Go thou out in thy world and love and be loved call it lust call it romance call it what you will make up your own words for it as long as you know what your heart's true intention is... do it whilst you still can with all your might for time is… Continue reading Love Now, not Later…
Let us celebrate those mothers who were always there for their young with an everlasting love filled gratitude holding their spirit highest on a pedestal... although, on the other hand we have always brought with us certain acknowledgements to those females whose hearts were never into it their sincerity lowest on the rung of the… Continue reading Those mothers who were there
What things lie ahead we cannot know we can only know what's behind us yet, nature is always full of depth never petty we live within we live without but, nature never fails us... it is always there in its glorious unrelenting beauty filling our souls with joy from the bottom up.