Poetry is nature, infinite in age.
Category: Aspiring Writer
“Sacred spiritual site for all.”
A sense of reverence is experienced as you pass the enormous Coast Redwood Trees
“My hiking and backpacking evolution. (part 1)”
After the Continental Divide Trail Days in April, I set off for the City of Rocks Campground in New Mexico, which is by far one
Everglades “Waste management.”
These birds are the official and original waste management facilitators of the Florida Everglades
“Fellow World Travelers.”
It is always great meeting fellow travelers who seek nomadic adventures as we are a unique tribe of people whose experiences of the open road brings joys to our hearts.
“Expressing your passion.”
Doubt, courage, and confidence are a persistent emotional tug of war deep within you and between your ears.
“Love, Peace, and Happiness.”
These three words are the essential foundation for every human living on this planet. There are millions of different ways to achieve all three based
“Knowing I love you.”
Every day I’m honored to wake knowing I love you.
“A patched quilt of life.”
Two weeks before Thanksgiving, I entered the local library for a book, and I saw the most incredibly beautiful king size quilt hanging on display
“Pacific Crest Trail Days.”
The Pacific Crest Trail Celebrated 50 Years as A National Scenic Trail of 2,650 miles from the California Mexican border to the Washington State,
“Table talk.” (short Story)
The town of Creighton New Hampshire was to celebrate the 1948 class reunion of the small towns only high school with 43 of the original 97
“A Grey Nomads Gap Years.”
My plan for the day was to set up somewhere along the beach to write and read all day on a picnic bench under a
“Self-publishing courage.”
I want to start the first day of March 2018 with a cheerful hello to all of the followers of this site. For the next
“I am Pricelessly, Critical, to Continue.”
My last posting “Enamored with nature,” apparently was my 1000th blog post on WordPress. 🙂 My priceless blog life began 2013 when I signed up
“Serendipity.”
It was a sunny Sunday morning as I waited in traffic for the light to change when the sounds of tires screeching interrupted my music.
The Indian Pueblo Cultural Center
I was fortunate to visit The Indian Pueblo Cultural Center in Albuquerque NM. in the photo below. The center is opened 7-days a week with
“Graceful.”
Graceful is the word I use to describe Hot air balloons lifting off the ground into the early morning blue sky at the 45th International
Migrating Settlers & Rv’ers
Just like the early settlers who migrated west walking 20oo-miles, there is a current migration of travelers in recreational vehicles who criss-cross
“Generous.”
The ACME Ladder Corporation recognized their oldest employee Oscar Stephenson’s 43 years of service and his retirement to become official at the close of business
Reach
Reach is a movement every human has completed. However, the word reach is used more as a metaphor referring to an object or action in
St. Louis Mo.
My journey as a travel writer begins in the city of my birth St. Louis, Missouri the “Show Me State.” On June 4, 2016, I
Voyages
The various reasons voyages are taken range from curiosity to seeking what’s’ over the next hill, seeking adventure to explore places unknown, a pilgrimage of
“Perfection”
The word “perfection” defines flawless, or faultless, as possible. Perfection is often used to describe people, inanimate objects, an athlete or team and for some
“Sing”
The voice is an incredible musical instrument when used correctly soothes the soul of many listeners. So, sing a song of love, sing a song
“Screens”
In response to the one-word prompt “Screen.” The power of suggestion is shown in today’s prompt with the silhouette of a head in front
“Thanks Hindsight”
How is the year shaping up for you so far? Have your prediction come true, or did you have a curve ball or two? The
“Polite Company”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Polite Company.” “It’s never a good idea to discuss religion or politics with people you don’t really
“ No Apologies”
What’s the one guilty pleasure you have that’s so good, you no longer feel guilty about it? I have certain pleasures like the occasional 2nd
“Unexpected Guest”
You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens
“Life Line”
You’re on a long flight, and a palm reader sitting next to you insist she reads your palm. You hesitate but, agree. What does she tell
