Dancing Light

I live in a deciduous forest, meaning I am surrounded by hardwoods. I pretend I am in a treehouse when I sit on my porch. To sit among the trees transports my imagination. When the wind is blowing, the leaves sway. The rays of sunlight filter through the leaves creating dancing light. The stronger the … Continue reading Dancing Light

The Storm

It’s no secret that I am a storm lover. So much so, that the sound machine I sleep to is a thunderstorm. However, when the storm outside is louder than the storm in my room, I take notice. Mainly, because our house burned during a thunderstorm in 2009. The lightning strike that caused the fire … Continue reading The Storm