It had been a windswept, rainy night. The clouds passed. The rain stopped. Sprinkled droplets splashed upon yon window. The street lamp ...
It had been a windswept, rainy night. The clouds passed. The rain stopped. Sprinkled droplets splashed upon yon window. The street lamp ...
I'm not a well man. I have mental and physical issues to contend with. Like so many, I'm now experiencing the hell the British gov...
This is another article in my series on mental health well being. If you missed the other postings and would like to read them, they are in...
Wayward flakes of snow gently float and paint the scene from dreary green to glowing white. Out yon window, the moon casts shadows. Snow o...
Greetings friend, in my previous post, Recognising Our Validity , I discussed the subject of self-esteem and how you evaluated your own li...
I sat on the sofa and absorbed the view, that snuggles in my mind, through a rain splashed window. Tis a sight to behold, that wondrous tre...
It seems to me we have some ways to go. The stigmas and the stereotypes, the foregone conclusions that certain segments of society perceive...
My garden became environmentally friendly. It took a great amount of hard work, determination and a clear focus of what I wanted to create....