…I think this is a beautiful compound word.
it’s also the name of a beautiful blog
Tammie takes pictures that dance with color. If it’s a picture of ice i feel cold, sharp, crystalized. If there is sun or shadow or vastness she translates the sensation of it for me. She captures texture so well that I…I…oh, please [...]
The wind was ragged. Whipping around fiercly and without course. Like a child throwing a tantrum with no power to change the mind of a firm parent. A loud and destructive concentration of force.
“I am myself!” the wind exerts as the people going about their day do a grand job of ignoring the show.
I grin [...]
My bed is half filled with books. Tourist maps, money being set aside for an upcoming adventure, a journal in waiting, a bottle of fizzy water, hand cream, laptop, several DVD’s, and a pile of books.
Things to stimulate thought, places to keep those thoughts safe, things to nourish the body, things to comfort it.
I make [...]
