A different kind of spice
Shattered Loneliness It drags on for daysand sleepless nightsIn emptinessIn silenceIn the greyEngulfing my spiritwith it's frigidand unwelcomingBut all too familiar armsAs I mourn wilt in the dark cornerof it's embrace, AndIcannotbreathe. I cannot breathe! I can't breathe! Can't breathe Can't. BREATHE Br e a the
Pink by Canela Ajena Coming up with ideas for a mosaic project is not a problem. I have hundreds of them keeping me awake at night. My dilemma lies instead in something more irritating. I can't let go. I cannot finish my projects, not easily anyways. For tips, I've begun watching YouTube videos again, scrolling… Continue reading Under Construction
Spring 2020by Canela Ajena
This is a weed/plant that grows in the grass in the spring. It is unfortunate that the camera couldn't capture its authentic purple hue because it is delightful to see these flowers spread wildly all over my front yard. I will miss them when they are gone. Do you know the name of this plant?
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