Sun setting over plains of desire.
Shadows get longer next to our fire...

So tired these days.
Working too hard I guess...

Cup half empty.
Cup Half full...

Raking Leaves.
Yearly ritual...

Spoons
Wooden spoons are used to mix...

Apollo, god of REASON and TRUTH.
Brother of Artemis the CHASTE huntress...

The job of a poet, to enlighten the world,
And show us what it can be...

A cold wind,
Out of the North...

She smiled at me just yesterday,
Then left me all alone...

Where did you go?
Your place beside me is still warm...

E...very night I think of you,
R...ound about this time...

Why do I still always care,
Enough for others to often stare...