July is the seventh month of the year, our year being 2020. We have arrived two days late to greet the new month when we are usually two days early. This year has become a stream of troubled waters for many friends and family as we navigate our way to the other end. Let’s breathe the air the trees so gracefully create for us and exhale the aroma of hope and understanding. Even the bees get lost at times and need some help. Let’s focus on helping each other. Enjoy July. Hugs and kisses.
Ink is blood. Blood is ink. The intimate highway, the circulatory system, that ink and blood travel while transporting life and death. This is what they do. Circulatory systems and all writing devices share the Read more…
Some very talented friends are writing and producing music. The genre is Bachata. My mind went blank. Bachata, in my second language, Spanish, means a friendly gathering of friends having fun. It’s innocent and clean, Read more…
“When I despair, I remember that all throughout history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the Read more…
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