Season of the glimmer.

Catch it in the gleam, the glimmer simmers and dances on the light of days and nights and shimmers bright reflecting the glow of wintery lights and nights and days of cold and waves of warmth flush upon the cheek from firelight and moonlight and hope painting glowing lights cross my nose. Take me to

Moving On and What That Looks Like…

It’s getting up early and facing the day even when your body hurts. It’s putting dirty laundry into the grocery cart to bring to the laundry room early and before breakfast to avoid the heat of the day and how hot the dryers can make the room feel.. It is playing guitar and singing. Singing.