by name or whistle
the call of the wild abandoned
speeding towards the comforts of home
Always Listening
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
by name or whistle
the call of the wild abandoned
speeding towards the comforts of home
I like this
thanks Country Boy
Asking God to help us perceive our “trail” in life🙏☦️
wouldn’t mind getting lost in there. Wow what a picture. Have never seen this perspective of your woods. The trees are so tall. I imagined it small.
I hope you have a thankful day filled with creativity and delight. Thank you for brightening my day with your words and images. Keep sharing your extraordinary view with the world, Catherine.
Sending inner contentment and radiance to the brightest being I’ve had the privilege and honor of engaging with.