Welcome Reader:

Whether you've just now tuned in to my life, or have been keeping up with my inner thoughts for quite some time now,
I welcome you.

Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.

As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.

By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...

...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.

Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.







Sunday, May 17, 2009

Purple Lilac Dreams

Fond memories of the lilac scent floating in the checkerboard screen on a mid-summer's night...with a slight breeze and stars twinkling above.

Laying awake in a darkened room, shared by sisters, over the years a span of six, all bonded by a surname...glimpses of a life waiting to be lived, after prom dates turn into marriage.

Across bare breasts a warm, muggy breeze floating in the checkerboard screen on a mid-summer's night, the stars twinkling above...with the only good thing coming from the outside lilac trees.

Three decades later the intricate, purple buds blossom, and take me back to the day when a life waiting to be lived seemed unattainable...but now is a grand fantasy.

(Photo by Lisa (Allen) Kennard)



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