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There are moments I think I’m alone, and I forget that you’re around me. Then I remember that you are there and I become terrified. I can’t run. There’s no escape. So this time, I turn and face you. I lay my head and heart out for you. You envelop me and I leave my... Continue Reading →

Home Sweet Home

I’ve felt stifled by social media lately and I’ve had to remember that while I’ve found a great tool to share my endeavors on my channels, social media itself is not a viable medium for my creative expression. It’s always changing, and I ove words and always have. But I must admit I often skip... Continue Reading →

Women of Woodworking Reworked

Recently I received yet another inquiry asking if I could connect a business with a woman woodworker for a potential project. They found my information through my website, specifically my own Women of Woodworking project. It was a long shot for them to reach out but in the end, we were able to get them... Continue Reading →

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Sing! Dance! Move! Get going, get living! There's music to be shared, Moves to be made. Smile, Laugh, Play! Life is too short, To waste another day.

Droplet

Water running down, A brown dirt alleyway. I soak into the soil, And rise into the stems. I journey to the tip of a leaf, And fall back down to the ground. Running with the water again.

For Hamilton I

Soft little rosebuds smile with glee, There is no other that can make happy as he. His blue green eyes, light brown hair, His cheek are his father's, and so cute, it's not fair. How did I manage to become so blessed? Especially after horrid moments left me without rest. I knew his name, I... Continue Reading →

One of the Few Things

Pop, sizzle, fry, Thud, slice, chop, It is one of the few things, That can reach all your senses. Sometimes it satisfies, Sometimes it's sickens, Sometimes, there's not enough. It can portray a personality, Character, and culture. It can create wars, Or ties that bind. Sitting down, standing up, With your fingers or a fork,... Continue Reading →

One Day Break

I need a break Just one day I promise I won't be far away. Time to recharge, I'll think of what to say, I can't help but write for you anyway.

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