Nature

They’re Not Mannequins

The sky swung on streams of light and dark Reflected in quickly moving smashed glass Sticking into tumbling tree limbs The rumbling of thunder Blowing up hope. There was no escape. The wild winds whipping through cluttered streets Blowing away… Read More ›

Holding Tight

Having rough wind and rain here in Florida.  Heard some desperate croaking and found this little beauty with a baby omits back hanging on for dear life.