Icicles and snowbanks and nipped ears
Polar vortex tears
“I can’t wait for the summer air,
the long, bright walks without a care.”
I declare today, March 5, LILY SEASON.
In a noisy head
Thoughts and Observations from Edward Roads
with a camera in hand
The whispers of an introvert.
Espiritu en Fuego -- A Fiery Spirit Expressing Herself
Yesterday I Was, Today I Am, and Tomorrow I Shall Be...
Reaching across racial and religious barriers to find common beliefs
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