
The Wheel Turns
The darkness eats at my soulWears away at the last remainingSunshine. Every year, the bleakness, Tiredness. November. When I exist … Continue reading The Wheel Turns
The darkness eats at my soulWears away at the last remainingSunshine. Every year, the bleakness, Tiredness. November. When I exist … Continue reading The Wheel Turns
Every Tree is a trip down memory lane, isn’t it. I’ve posted about this before. And knowing that nostalgia was … Continue reading Memory Lane
Artistic: Nostalgic Use nostalgic as your inspiration this week. Long for the moments we want recapture. The good times. Nostalgia … Continue reading Nostalgia
After the Hermit’s Shrine, we continued on up the hill. The church at the top had been recommended to us, … Continue reading And What We Found at the Top