The human heartholds hidden treasures,entangled in our memories,fading, fading,as the sun sets,hidden from our sight.
Hello Journeyers! With my bags packed I went to visit my son great conversations beautiful weather great memories
Each spring, a blossom of wildflowers appear from the earth, near a ditch as I travel daily to work. There is one particular blue flower that has always caught my eye. The colors are beautiful. Depending on how sunny the day is, you can get a glimpse of its light blue to lilac colors creatingContinue reading “The Wildflowers”