To celebrate the coming of spring, I tried something new - making jelly from flower infusions...
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The Seeds of New Love Still Sleep…
the buds have started showing on the trees and the afternoon sun has an undercurrent of warmth that wasn't there before...for me, winter still holds the earth firmly in hand...
Balancing Act
the balancing act between enough and too much.
Submission – a poem
A romantic poem with mild bdsm themes - not too spicy, but you've been warned nonetheless
The Bells of Reine, Part 4
“Father!” she cried, banging on the doors. “Father, can you hear me?” She waited, but no answer came from the church. “Please, Father,” she cried again, “we need help in the village! The men have not returned, and the Elders will do nothing! Won’t you open the door?” Jehanna banged harder but to no avail. No matter how loudly she knocked or cried aloud, the priest did not come.
A Life Unpolished 