The pain of loving is so intense but I would not trade it for anything. My heart beats with faith and conviction, linked with those I love. There are days…
Sunday’s Weed looks up to Heaven in praise of the gifts we have received and the freedom from doubt that enables us to accept them. We have day warming sunrises…
Saturday’s Weed steps out with friends. Feeding her fun side is essential to keep her in balance! She looks for those who will boost her up and help her celebrate…
Friday’s Weed stands out from the crowd. Deep in the very fibers of her being she fuels the drive to meet high standards of personal integrity and perseverance with hard…
Thursday’s Weed will not be stopped and always looks for new ways to step up to the plate and hit a home run. No hit would be bad but a…
Wednesday’s Weed has her eyes wide open because she knows that to be aware is the best way to see where and when to make your move, and most importantly,…
Tuesday’s Weed pulls herself up and is determined to make a difference. She went back to work yesterday and got a bit prickly, unhappy with the resistance she’d felt. But…
Monday’s weed goes back to work and gets thorny. The weekend’s respite from scratching to make a living and move forward ended way too soon, and so you get all…
The young fiddleneck grew up wild and free, happy and innocent in her charmed meadow. She thrived with the wild abandon of youth, and the fertile flow of energy and…
It used to be that I was little and my Mommy would watch over me all day. She would watch me as I played in the sand and she would…
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