When Ink Drips and Camera Clicks

I put my pen to journal and begin to write, I see an oriole outside my window and I grab my camera.  I click to capture the moment and return to my writing. With my mind and emotions wrapped up in so much lately, I finally feel my soul return to its rightful place. The [...]

Daddy, Carry Me

"Daddy, I can't go.  I'm tired."  Her hands reach up, "Daddy carry me. I'm scared.  It's getting dark.  I can't see." Like a good daddy he whisks her up into his arms and gently places her on his shoulders. The evening is fading and the sun begins to withdraw behind the horizon.  Darkness isn't far [...]