#writephoto – Light – Breakfast

I had walked this path through the woods every day lately, but it was today that I stopped. The sun still early in its rise up into the wintery, clear blue sky. The way the sun beams shot out from behind the dark evergreen of the trees branches, like shafts of diamonds.

Read More...

October Writing Exercise

It had been the worst of years. The war had been swift and brutal, leaving everyone, everything in its wake damaged, some so deep the scars would never heal.

Read More...