Mother Earth is a Safe Haven from Depression and the Drab

Daily Prompt: Free Association Write down the first words that comes to mind when we say . . . . . . home.  Safe Haven . . . soil.  Mother Earth . . . rain.  Depressing and Drab Use those words in the title of your post. I have a feeling this is going to...

Small Stone – Day 18

My eyes have longed to see your beauty again. My ears have longed to hear the music of the birds and see them twitter around the bird feeders one by one, flocks, then herds. Everything has been so blurred, so obscured by thick layers of dull, drab clouds, Pouring rain, spitting sleet, then came the...