Our bright morning, yesterday, turned into a rainy afternoon, then as it was growing dusk, I was drawn outside by the light, and by the wild and wonderful sky. I never grow tired of it. Nor the sound of night creatures singing their tunes. Frogs and cicadas, I suppose. The night before, we brought in … Continue reading Wild things
The combination of medications I take for depression and chronic pain often play merry hell with my mind, if I forget to pay attention for a moment. And it doesn't take much to distract me. Like yesterday, when the little bits of falling frozen stuff turned into a proper hail storm. Naturally, I had to … Continue reading Losing the plot?