On the horizon
Past the line of furthest sight
A storm cloud hovers
And, as storms will always do
It will come when it wants to
On the horizon
Past the line of furthest sight
A storm cloud hovers
And, as storms will always do
It will come when it wants to
Owen – would you kindly look at my latest post – https://veracitymama.wordpress.com/ – and let me know what you think and if you’d like me to add something about your post that precipitated it. I’l do/not do whatever you wish – not attached. thanks. do you ever sleep?
I think your post is perfect like it is. I love the photo as well.
Love the whimsy in this. =)
Love it
It strikes me Nature has more to say to us than we have words to describe. Beautiful photo, beautiful words.