I wish for a sunkiss to lay in a beam upon the thick pile of a green shag carpet catch the tail of my cat who sweeps it into my face bends an ear into mine then lays in a beam purring up my lips. I wish for a fire’s dance to lay in its…
A Study in Yellow ~ No.5: Butter
“A Study in Yellow #5: Butter” This was a flower that filled my grandmother with love and no matter her age, she always beamed as bright as the flower itself when she spied the first ones of spring. And so I grew up with this flower as the symbol of new beginnings, of the rebirth…