Oh, how I love to write … And thought I posted this yesterday. February 13, 2016 / autumncircles / Leave a comment Hand written pen ink creates ancient flow of art. Words filled her blue sky.
Modern work weeks do more harm than good “to get through this thing called life” February 8, 2016 / autumncircles / Leave a comment The week starts the same – a misperception of time. A dump truck beep blares.
Now is the winter of our warmest temps… January 31, 2016 / autumncircles / Leave a comment Warmth briefly breaks through winter’s grasp in hopes of spring. An old couple hugs.