june

june

I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June….The chime of wind through the neighbors garden art in the early evening. An ice cream truck slowly singing its melody through the heat radiant streets. Succulent strawberries bursting...
I wear my heart

I wear my heart

on my sleeve. Right out there, exposed to the world; received, rejected, accepted or stomped upon. I wear my heart on my sleeve-in confidence, with humility, in honesty and with trust. Believing in the best, trusting in the truth and standing tall in faith-knowing...
if I can dream it

if I can dream it

If something lives in my heart, in my head, can it live in the world? Can it be made real and take wings? -A small cozy cottage with a simple three bedroom/three bath, wrap around porch, overstuffed, slipcovered furniture in the sitting room; the heart of this home is...