Monday in Paris #2

Saint Jean-Baptiste by Jean Dampt at the Musee d’Orsay

with words spoken to my heart

~ and ~

a silent kiss placed upon my soul,

she speaks to me in a voice…

interpreted

by my imagination.

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a lesson from above

soaking up the rays

there is much more to the eye

than a crystal blue sky ~

it is a powerful reminder

to be grateful

for each moment given….

to be alive.

**though we have had vortexes combined with snow, ice, wind gusts, rain, thunder, lightning, melting, flooding….all within a period of a few weeks…we have had a few sunny days with no clouds and beautifully incandescent blue skies….

greetings from the couch

Wishing everyone a day full of joy, love, peace, hugs, kisses, treats, pets, licks and tum tums.

(Issi wants to include the last four on the list…)

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!

’tis living

one of my deck beauties

I am captivated by what is known

and

challenged by the unknown ~

all I can do is keep moving ~ ~ ~ forward ~ ~ ~

embracing

them

both …

a winter remedy

warm heart wrapped in hope

humor mixed with tolerance

winter survival

cognitive couching

the cliche states ~

“Dream big or go home.”

I disagree.

I say ~

“Even the tiniest of dreams

is

a reason to stay.”

kisses from mimz

I keep tossing kisses into the wind ~

in hopes they reach their intended target ~ ~ 

landing softly upon

the precious cheeks

I have kissed

since

day

one…

the close of day

the view across the pond

I am intrigued by sunsets ~

bewitched,

bewildered

&

frightened.

I see more than days

passing

into

nights

&

kaleidoscopes of color

swallowed

by

darkness.

I see moments approaching ~

slipping away

&

chapters ending ~

never to be lived…….

again.

back at it……..

Des Plaines River Trail

free of the vortex

trekking beside phantom tracks

joy of snowshoeing

~ inner fire ~

each burning brighter

aspiring to go farther

goals are limitless