a fleeting ripple

Warm days seem to be here to stay. Under the constant stream of the spring sun, the plants are blooming and happier than ever. The birds...

Sun warms up your skin in the gentle breeze. It’s warm, almost too warm for spring under the sun. A bumblebee angrily buzzes around your...

I wrote the last page of my journal today. It took me about 4 months to finish this one, and a very lonely new year’s. I had first...