No books to consult. It’s an art- not a science. Inspire, be inspired.
Communication moving at the speed of light. New technology.
Not a blingy girl. But feels like Christmas in March! ~New toys to play with~
From whence did I come? Genealogy mining. Scottish?? Thought Irish!?!
Hit the ground running. Busy morn and afternoon. No haiku today.
Cold mornings no more. Green stems push through the dark soil. Springtime brings new life.
Like a flowing stream, tapping into my sixth sense, I follow my heart.
Words misunderstood. Communication breakdown. A lovers’ quarrel.