Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. Antonio Machado A wannabe traveler’s
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“Music’s dubious riffs.”
During our annual concert, my high school’s jazz ensemble was playing before a packhouse of parents, students political dignitaries. We played several pieces that excited
“Spring Symphony!”
There was a united symbolism as the band members walked from both sides of the stage to their seats for their premiere spring symphonic performance.
“Promises.”
After moving to New York City Judith Carmine at 28 years of age has learned valuable lessons from her father’s wisdom filled comments about promises
“Original.”
During my teenage years around the mid to late 70’s I was told to feather my hair since it was the style of the time.
Carry
Because of my love of music, some word prompts spark my memory of songs from my past. The word “Carry” immediately takes me to the
“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
“Bricks”
The building foundation of dreams begins with individual cobblestones and bricks with curves leading to smooth pavers of a loving life. WordPress Daily word prompt
“Hope and the Westward Expansion Memorial”
The city of St. Louis is home to the 19-Acre Jefferson National Expansion Memorial, it is home to the Gateway Arch, the site of The Dred
“Beach”
The sight of seabirds above Listening to the waves Smelling the ocean mist The beach is an essence I desire. WordPress daily word prompt.
“My First photo competition and A New Beginning”
Last fall I entered the above photo in The Beaches of Fort Myers and Sanibel photo contest, and my submission won! 🙂 On April 30th,
“Stairway”
I’m climbing the stairway northward along the interstate from southwest Florida peering into the rearview mirror I see my last morning sunrise of Fort Myers Florida.
Purging for a New Journey
Viewing a sunrise can reveal how significant purging and decluttering provides the clarity to appreciate the importance of memories. It has been three weeks since
“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
“All About Me”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All About Me.” Explain why you chose your blog’s title and what it means to you. The
“Blogger in a Strange Land”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Blogger in a Strange Land.” What’s the strangest place from which you’ve posted to your blog? When was
“Blogger With a Cause”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Blogger With a Cause.” If your day to day responsibilities were taken care of and you could throw
