As you drive along the rode, your mind has the time to wander. You begin to think about your life and all the things you’ve
Petal
graceful elegance surrounded by beauty, yet able to stand out This is day 3 in July’s Daily Word Inspiration Challenge.
July’s Daily Word Inspiration Challenge starts tomorrow!
Hello, lovely readers! Tomorrow marks the start of July and the start of July’s Daily Word Inspiration Challenge! If you are interested in participating click here for
July’s Daily Word Inspiration – Challenge
Hello Everyone! This July Scribe’s Canvas turns one! It’s been a lovely journey with all of you and I am so grateful for all of
Dandelions
He remembered that when he was very little he had picked dandelions, made a wish and blown the fluffy bits into the wind. He remembered
at day’s close
The water gushing from the tap slams against the water below sending bubbles and currents ripping through it. The drain plug’s chain dances a slow,
Quiet vs Thoughts
It was quiet. Blissfully quiet. The sound of a thousand thoughts no longer rattled. It was a quiet that reached down from the head to
Raindrops
The water dripped down from the leaves to a slow rhythm. Drip, drip, drip. Among the branches were a number of small nests made lovingly
drifting
drifting spinning waiting for the chance to grab onto something to gain a direction and move forward _____ an opportunity comes by try to grab
Calming Nature
Squishing the sand between my toes, I smile. Closing my eyes, I listen. Raising my arms to stretch out by my side, I sigh. I am
Father Wolf
A shuffle was carried down-wind toward the wolf hiding in the undergrowth. He sniffed the air; the scent of an up-walker tickled his coal black
To Lay in the Sunlight
She opened her eyes, smiling. She was laying in the grass, looking up at the blue sky stretching out above her. Puffy white clouds skittered
The First Meeting
“I don’t think she’s coming,” he stated glumly, placing his hands upon the table. “I don’t know what I was thinking. Of course she isn’t
Blind as Love
Rain pooled alongside the house, running in a thin spout off the corners of the old bungalow. Droplets dripped repeatedly from the roof with
A Childhood Locked Away | Reader’s Choice
You, the readers, chose the inspiration for this post! The inspiration is ‘lock’. I hope you enjoy! You are sitting, starring out at the world