"A bitter wind, heavy with icy particles, whipped at my face, its howling forming the high notes of a symphony whose bass was played by swollen waves crashing into the piers of the bridges below." ― Théophile Gautier

“I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds awaken in the summer -- and what trees and seasons smelled like -- how people looked and walked and smelled even. The memory of odors is very rich.” ― John Steinbeck, East of … Continue reading Photo Friday: Fluff…

"Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.” ― Kahlil Gibran, Sand and Foam

Let me just say that I am not against college as a rule. Degrees like engineering, biology, etc. are incredibly important to not only get educated in, but also accredited in. However, there are a lot of pointless degrees out there. Since I was a young child, I knew I wanted to be a writer. … Continue reading The Pointlessness of a Creative Writing Degree

(I took this picture on Saturday of my backyard...and it's mid-April.) “Snow as fine and grainy as sugar covered the windows in and sifted off to the floor and did not melt.” ― Laura Ingalls Wilder, On the Banks of Plum Creek