Thursday photo prompt It is not so far, where we met for the first time, when we were incredibly young, and so ignorant. Not so far in distance from here, but in time, we dare not say. We know, much have changed around us, everywhere. Except us. Wiser we are, and so much stronger. … Continue reading Copper #writephoto
Fall We listen to the crystal melody of the waterfall. Sun rays bounce off the glistening rocks. Is this a dream, or are we there? There, in the valley we cherish, where, in the sharp, icy air of dawn, our young souls met, one Spring. It's not a dream, but it is only a picture. … Continue reading Fall #writephoto
Weekly Writing Prompt #159 I confess I have never been a sun worshipper. Red meat on a dry rack, sorry, beach, does not inspire me. Perhaps is it a question of name? Summer, Sommer, sommaire, echoes of summary... Execution? I long for Autumn, for the fresh smell of wet ground, for the scent of … Continue reading Confession of a Summer Agnostic #fivewords
Watcher The moor already wears its autumn veil, and, soon, we will be home. I know what you will say, when we walk up the hill, towards the place we have chosen for our retreat. "Look! He's waiting for us, he's there, can you see him?" But I know that only you can see … Continue reading Watcher #writephoto
The enemy breached the walls: in a few hours the virus spread, and a deep change set in. I can't breath, nor think clearly. I know today is first day of Autumn, the trees colours have been changing for a while. Have we had a real summer? This is the time to go back … Continue reading Is it Autumn?
From the exquisite crew We look out on the street, the scenery of everyday, ever changing, never fading. Autumn is there, palpable, in the leaves blown across the sidewalks, in the colours of the trees, in the chill in the air. Slowly, implacably, the city changes to its winter clothes. You and I are … Continue reading Waiting #DailyPost #Autumn