Come the Changes

  

From the corners of my eye,

Come the changes that I spy,

Slowly, slowly, coming through,

All of a sudden in my view.  

 

{When you see fall just as she's arriving, barely at the door,

but you know she's finally here, the reunion you've been waiting for all year long.} 

Based on a Book (of course) ~ Seeking Persephone

Coming in 2025

 

 

In the Roses

The front yard roses that were planted four or five years ago are now brimming up through the window becoming a lovely, dreamy part of the house, as if they are growing in the house, or even better, that the house is in the roses. I go to the window often for little glances at them. They will need to be trimmed soon, but a procrastination of that task, for the beauty, is currently being implemented.

Emma Lion Heroine

I'm on book two of this series. Very Jane Eyre-like, very Austenique. One heroine chooses her man, collects books, and tries to keep her home in 1800's London - {the series has only been written to book 8 / 25 so far, so we don't know who she chooses yet... A Vicar? A Duke? A Byron?}. It's on Amazon as a Kindle or paperback. Your welcome.

we build

every day we are building something. a home, a life, hope.

and the building comes easy for some, but for others 

it becomes a life story to be completed and remembered later,

brick by brick, day by day, trial by trial, we build.

it's a journey that might take a day, or a lifetime,

depending on the needs of the builder.

because for the builder the journey is the lesson,

it is the story, the framework, the purpose of a lifetime.

and at the end we will look back to what was built, and know the reasons.

it might be a house, it might be faith, it might be a memory.

but it is ours, and it is exactly what we needed. 

it was finished in our time and for our purposes.

until that day comes, we hope.