Where the grasses blow

If there must be wind, let there also be long grasses that make play of it.


Friday, January 25, 2013

What is the one thing you once believed that you now know is a lie?

For me, religion.

I remain in the anger stage of loss.

 My life would have been vastly different had I know differently. Never bad, not morally, as I have innate integrity but there would have been an unbridled energy to play uninhibited. I am, and always will be, a playful soul. I would have laughed and played in great stretches were I my own.

Angry, because the world lost the love and laughter of one gay soul ---- though I know there are countless others.



 Now. Now I am letting go of my anger. I must play from now on.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Barn birds

Wee little things but they caught both our eyes whilst driving by in such a hurry.