I Planted Weeds

Earlier this week, I went to see my friend Stephanie. She gave me the courage to try my hand at plants again. I took one look at her wrought iron fencing, and fell in love. It’s a weed, but look at how delicate the greenery is. It has tiny red flowers that bloom in the… Continue reading I Planted Weeds

When Stork Stares

This morning, Stork perched on the railing of this pier. He felt me watching, turned his head and stared straight back. It’d been years since he did that. The stare was an acknowledgement. “You are sitting still, watching, and I have your full attention. Good!” It was scary, but exciting at the same time! If… Continue reading When Stork Stares