Sunshine Valley

The End      Rebecca stared at the beautiful cake dumbfounded. She could smell the delight when a piece was set in front of her. That first bite was delicate and delicious. She just wanted to melt and become one with this dessert.  “This is homemade?”      Evie blushed. “Yes. Mom would roll overContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”

Cock of the walk

This barn yard!  Is mine.  This grass! Is mine.  Watch me scratch off.  This air! Is mine. That feed! Is mine.  Got my eyes on you.  Get out! Silly human. Can’t you see my strut? My dander is up. Chest puffed out. Talons a little wider.  Standing a little taller.   I’ll chase you intoContinue reading “Cock of the walk”

Oh wow!

Thanks! 💕 Wow! I am amazed y’all. Thank you, Heather, for the nomination. I am floored. Visit Heather blog: Rules for the Sunshine Blogger Award are as follows:Display the award’s official logo somewhere on your blog.Thank the person who nominated you.Provide a link to your nominator’s blog.Answer your nominator’s questions.Nominate up to 11 bloggers.Ask yourContinue reading “Oh wow!”

Sunshine Valley

“I didn’t do anything wrong!”      Rebecca stared out the window at the little White House thinking about the happy family that now lives inside. “I didn’t do anything wrong.” She whispered.       “I’m sorry?” Simon asked, happily cutting into his steak.       “I did the right thing.”       He wasContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”

Little Girl; a guest post

By Heather Congrove Note from me; Sadly, I think we all feel like the little girl in the poem sometimes. Not having a male point of view, I’m sure it happens to them as well. We are pushed out of innocence. Sometimes I don’t want to put away childish things. I don’t want the stressesContinue reading “Little Girl; a guest post”

Shared world

I’m different. You’re different.  We both need air to breathe.  I’m different. You’re different.  We both need water to drink.  I’m different. You’re different.  We both need food to eat. I’m different. You’re different.  We both need shelter from the storm.  I’m different. You’re different.  We both need to protect our bodies with coverings.  I’mContinue reading “Shared world”