The oak’s bare limbs scatter the early Spring light onto tender greens. The lichen observes the rabbit, and waits. And the trees listen. The last chilly breeze means nothing to the wing of the robin. Poised, she sings.  

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Returning with the Spring

I have been away from my writing space for ages! Alas, it seems everyone struggles with time management at some point in their life, and for the past year or so, that was me! I do have a reasonable excuse though, as I was taking an online course to get my diploma in copywriting, which […]

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