I bore my friends with my stories, who has time to listen anymore? So I do this for me, the stories that come to me when I dream. I hope someone else enjoys my stories. If you feel like leaving me a pat on the head, I'd appreciate it.
Enjoy life, it happens too fast and remember, be like water-flow.
My novel, "Seawater Eyes" is at http://kidbamboo.blogspot.com
Sunday, May 9, 2010
A Sunny Sunday Afternoon
Mother's Day May 9, 2010
It wasn't the stereotypical Mother's Day like past years. There wasn't the crazy dress up, there wasn't the expensive restaurant. It was a quiet afternoon with family, kids running around, screaming in full decibels and the grill going.
The sky was a deep blue marble, clouds of powder puff perfection crossed lazily across the afternoon sky. And nothing sets off my poetic waxing better than beauty. Especially when beauty is found unexpectedly.
A dancing duet Dark purple and yellow smiles Rainy days' rewards