Every time a champagne bottle pops, a party angel gets its wings.
Winter’ish
In Phoenix, Jack Frost doesn’t nip — he just tickles.
Voyages
A journal is a journey — our own personal passages of self.
Orkestrel
Birdsong: a branch of music.
Venerable
Autumn is Spring turned antique.
A lesson from clouds
they never stand still—
but they’re not
in a hurry either
Man vs Nature
Human nature is just about the only nature some people experience.
Sonoran seasons
Winter in Phoenix is springtime
Spring is summer askew
Summer is torturous hellfire
Autumn is summer part II
From the library to the park
Happiness is sharing a bowl of cherries and a book of poetry with a
Falling to pieces
I’m a dandelion puff in a harsh wind.
Simple–minded
Eliminate physical clutter. More importantly, eliminate spiritual clutter.
Imaginary disease
How can there possibly be
Any such of a thing
As an overactive imagination?
The actual real disease
That most are suffering from
Is underactive imagination!
Giving is getting
Give, and blessings boomerang back to you.