It’s the October Poetry Writing Month! Let’s see how many poems I can manage to write this month! (There was a little sarcasm in that line, but if you didn’t notice, don’t worry. 🙂 )
Living in Virginia, I try to keep my feeder up for the northern batch of hummers migrating to the Caribbean (lucky them) or wherever it is they winter. As tiny as they are, it’s amazing to realize that they don’t fly in a flock but make the migration entirely on their own, flying low during the day to see flowers or feeders and then resting overnight. Bon voyage until next year, my tiny feathered friends!
I have visitors so I will be going on a short little road trip. My radio silence is because my visitors are already here, but I’m hoping to pop on every once in a while because the voice inside my head won’t be stilled (a good thing, despite how it might sound) and that voice always likes to know if you, in turn, like what she’s talking about. Forget about me, it’s all about the voice! 😉
I’ll try to post pictures as I travel. If I don’t post them here, check out my instagram feed.
Thanks as always. And thanks to those of you who’ve just started following me. I’ll be by shortly to visit you! 🙂
I don’t know what’s with writing today. This too could become something longer (and wanted to). Argh.
Another One Bites the Dust (or Got Milk?)
“That’s the last blind date I set you up on,” Dave tells Cara. “Zeb is a nice guy. What was wrong with him? In your oh-so-humble opinion.” Continue reading