All things creative!
~ expansive vistas puffy clouds drift over fields potent dreams set free ~ Whenever I see wide open fields with big vistas, I feel open and expansive. Dreamtime calls me with the desire to lie down and allow my body to relax while my spirit soars. A field of dreams is the perfect way to…
I’ve mentioned my Missing Muse and lack of inspiration to write lately. The topics of muses and lack of creative motivation are routine challenges for writers across our community. The pandemic, isolation, political, and economic challenges have touched our lives and many a muse is missing or at least in serious remission. I’ve written about…
Musing for Moka Thanks to Diana for the nudge to go looking for my missing muse. She and her muse have a tortuous relationship, which apparently works well for both of them. Her mercenary muse is a foul smelling hunk with serious control issues. May your relationship be long and ornery! If you want…
Fantastic Fungi ~ fanciful colors freaky fungi growing art nature’s mystery ~ This was a fungus I found growing along the trail at Lake Fayetteville, I have no idea what it is, other than beautiful and mind-boggling in it’s array of colors that looks like an abstract painting. Any fungi experts who can identify this…
Damn the Butterflies I aspire to write like Brooke and Tanya when I grow up! Brooke wrote her heart in response to some requests from readers and then seemed to apologize for it not being happy with butterflies as requested. Brooke’s piece moved me in ways I can’t even put in words. My mind…
Monsters in the Moss ~ monsters in the moss creatures lurking in the grass silken hideaways imagination run wild dreams to pass the time of day ~ I love the variety of colors, textures, and plants in this corner of the woods. Looking at the image later, I saw what appeared to be two creatures…
Missing Muse My writing muse has been missing in action for a while. My fanciful friend, Muse Brad, seems to have left the premises. I persist in writing because I’m a stubborn cuss, but my writing feels flat and forced. Or maybe I have a new muse that is all about writing schedules ala D. Wallace’s…
Shadow Dreams ~ shadows fill the path dark shapes haunting my vision light playing with dark ~ #NaPoWriMo day 7
~ tendrils of mist swirl about my body creating an aura of mystery washed in nature’s veil both refreshing and exciting what lies ahead is not clear the foggy valley beckons I step boldly into the unknown ~ Christmas arrived early for me! Thanks to the feedback from this community, I have relaxed into the…
Street Jazz ~ street dancing with life vibrant colors play like jazz come feel the rhythm ~ For some reason, this wonderful image by Kirt Tisdale struck me like a hot jazz tune. I love the vibrant colors and feeling of this image. Kirt was kind enough to allow me to use this image for…
writing to freedom 