Sitting on the wall, she played her song. Wondering what to do, what to say, she didn’t know. The notes came slowly, moving through her, opening passages and closing doors. Alas,…

                       I have a thing for French antique papers when I spot them at the flea markets my feet stop moving and my heart starts racing like the feeling of falling in love.…

                      Though my thoughts are many they are not ready to be picked today. Memories lead me down a lane, with roses growing on a wall, Where a soft silence touches my face,…

            We have a choice in everything we do. To bloom where we are planted or not. To strive to be our best, or to raise our head just enough. Love creates a circle, seed, soil,…

The petal curled tenderly around the strong arm of her lover. The time had come to say goodbye. Releasing her perfume, she knew the fragrant notes would guide her… "Let go, let go, let go…" and she did. Entering deeply…

                            The teapot stood amongst the bric and brac with its pretty head held high. It could be worse it thought, Feeling bad is just a new sensation, Tomorrow is another…