Puddle jumper.
Just look at that face. You already knew what she was thinking the minute she saw it.

Enough said.

Naught to say.

Naught to say
But the flower leaned aside
And thought of naught to say,
And morning found the breeze
A hundred miles away. ~ Robert Frost

Wish fuzzies.

"Make a wish" she says blowing gently on the dandelion clock, watching as the seeds are swept up in the breeze...

Where does the breeze take you?

Happy Mother's Day!
Just wanted to wish you all a wonderful Mother's Day. Off to spend it with my Mom.

i hope you will go out and let stories happen to you...

...and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estés

Hope you all our enjoying May and have a wonderful Mother Day's weekend ahead.

Wordless Wednesday.

Tuesday's thought.
If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can, & there is nothing more to it than that. ~ Story People