
The picture doesn’t do the radiance of the poppy justice. It glowed incandescent in the sunshine. I was completely transported when I saw it.
Writing my way from darkness back into light

The picture doesn’t do the radiance of the poppy justice. It glowed incandescent in the sunshine. I was completely transported when I saw it.

I made it through Girl Scouts to being a Senior Scout. Seeing the flag wave in the breeze is one of the most patriotic site there is. Long may she wave.

I didn’t see this on my walk but watching it on @fatpompoms was so satisfying. I crochet, I over buy yarn, it happens. I create ginormous balls….

And with this ball I made this…..

I think the next ball will be a pompom.

I look at puddle reflections and my mind sees a portal to another reality. I used to create elaborate world to escape to. I could lose myself for hours. Now, I look at the portals and see the refection of where I am and I’m grateful I’m not seeking an escape. Progress?