What if space was not silent? What if sound travelled across the vacuum and we were able to hear the planets, moons and asteroids dancing their way across the universe? What if, when we floated in space, we could hear the moon orbiting around the earth…
I’m too old to be fussed with fakes and fools who profess loyalty, understanding and affection but whose actions speak a deeper truth of mistrust, disloyalty and suspicion. There comes a time when truth resonates so deeply that it is impossible to turn…
Autumnal fire blazes across the garden. The early morning sun bellows shafts of sharp light into flaming trees. There is a quality to the light that ignites the soul. It makes you want to breathe deeply taking the crisp air into the depths of your lung…
The devastation rolls on as the number of trees being felled rises. Fifty beautiful beings have fallen in this tragic chainsaw massacre!
Mother nature has herself chosen a radical thinning of overcrowded trees. She has been much bolder and braver tha….
A tsunami of devastation sweeps through the garden. The whining growl of chainsaws lay to rest several giant, aged ash trees wasted by disease. They do not go quietly.
The trees look deceptively vibrant with lusciously rich green leaves that wave in ….
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