I am home from a mini-vacation of three days at the beach. We took a trip to celebrate twenty years of marriage, and my birthday is coming up pretty quick, plus, I needed to get away for a few days. The non-stop activity of the last few months had taken its toll. I needed to… Continue reading Good to Be Home
To speak of The Muse is to speak of The Ethereal, The Inspired. The walls shook with the sound of cascading thunder, the windows vibrating in their frames. In a burst of light, the panes became liquid beneath my finger tips, I watched the circles fan away from my touch in circle after circle become… Continue reading Muse.