A flipside find! From the back side of one of my great-grandparents' WWII newspaper clippings (below). Guess they couldn't just sit around, and watch corn grow all day, plus those Iowa winters are cold. π½ If you would like a full transcript of this article, just send $9.99 to my Paypal account and I would …
Tag: silent Sunday
Sacred center
Time, patience, and plenty of practice ~ worth the sweet reward. πΌπ§π»ββοΈβπ» ~Michele my image, Lost Dutchman State Park Β© 2023 MyInspiredLife
Thirsty
beyond the desert thirsty longings quenched by a waterfall of stars π π π Written for Fake Flamenco's May poetry challenge: write a haiku using the phrase "waterfall of stars" my image, Lost Dutchman State Park, Sonoran Desert Β© 2023 MyInspiredLife
Spread Your Wings
What do you want to do today? I don't know, what do you want to do? I don't know, whatever you want to do. We should try out that fish place everyone's been talking about. I don't know, I don't feel like fish today. What do you feel like? I don't know, we should try …
Love language
He painted her toes sandy. Blending all the elements, she wrote his name in the shape of devotion. The heavens responded ~ turning the sky into his fiery passion and the sea into her pulsing rhythm. π β¨βπ»β¨ ~Michele my image, Solana Beach, California Β© 2023 MyInspiredLife