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…
The fires burn miles away, over two ridges of mountains at least, so there is no danger here. Compared to those on the front lines, the effects here are mild:…
As I freely soared in the sky I looked for a tree, something substantial upon which to rest. All around me though the trees were scarce, but there were weeds…
On a grey cold morning, the weeds in the meadow were frosted with winterized dew that highlighted the softness and tenderness of the baby weeds just starting their campaign to…
“It’s mighty cold up here in the hills”, the weed flower husk grumbled. “The wind is frigid, coming down from the north, and it makes my points even sharper. So…
My eyes are closed, mouth at the ready, lips parted, breath held, head tilted. I wait. I dream of mistletoe and your sweet kiss. Unknown lover, will you find me?…
I saw your face, your kind, attentive eyes that seek the truth, and right away I knew that I could bare my soul and feel safe and accepted in your…
I fell asleep, letting the zzzz’s take me away from my responsibilities. In dreams I floated. But when I awoke, the scratchy feeling of tasks undone greeted me. Beauty will…
“Today’s mood forecast…silly with a certainty of overflowing giggles!” the eldest thistle flower whispered to herself. The tickle of fun had been flirting up and down her stem all morning,…
There is such delight to be had at the seashore when standing at the water’s edge, wiggling with excitement as the waves gently tickle your toes. This weed wave invites…
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