Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
Image by June Perkins I am looking for the frames to help me break the frames; remembering Playschool windows round, oval, and square. I am remembering how my dolls were broken hand-me-downs and how I thought my frizzy hair made me look a clown. I was a little mother to…
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Country Music – Calls to My Heart
After an intensive blog challenge writing month, I am doing more private writing. Next month I will share fewer stories but more regular photographs. However, I am going to be disciplined and just share one photograph each time. Obviously I take more, but there is always one I particularly like at the end of theContinue reading “Country Music – Calls to My Heart”