Chico’s Mom

Day 215; 334 days of photos

Coreopsis 22 a

Orion knocked on Sarah’s door but there was no answer. “Sarah,” he called to her. “Sarah.” His cries had alerted the maid in charge of these rooms. “Open this door.” She did. Orion searched everywhere. He noticed the door to the bathroom was locked. As he walked awayContinue reading “Coreopsis 22 a”

Day 214; 334 days of photos

Longing

Longing, a deep desire within me, that I can not fulfil. A lake of fire, that I cannot put out. A pain, I can not heel. What desire has been planted in my body? That has not been, revealed to me?

Day 213; 334 days of photos

The day Johnny Depp mowed my yard

Circa 2008 As I pull into the drive, imagine my surprise when I see my celebrity crush mowing my yard. I about hit my house! There he was; combat boots with new grass stains. Beat up jeans. That wallet chain thumping against his leg with each step. His white tank top soaked with perspiration. SuspendersContinue reading “The day Johnny Depp mowed my yard”

Day 212; 334 days of photos

Coreopsis 21 b

Sarah’s scent was driving Orion insane. Compounded with her breath teasing his ear and the sound of her voice, he was about to die. “Sarah,” he panted. “Sarah.” He leaned forward, his breath against her ear created cold chills down her back. She was trying so hard not to get swept up in thisContinue reading “Coreopsis 21 b”

Day 211; 334 days of photos

Your whisper

I don’t mean to give you the silent treatment when we are on the phone. When we hang up, that connection is gone. There are times when we talk, I don’t say a word. Through the darkness your whisper can be heard. A whisper so gentle it sings to me. A vibration so calm itContinue reading “Your whisper”