Tag Archives: Flowers

From wildfires, wildflowers.

Everything’s been a little different since the fire. The drive back home is darker now. The trees seem angrier, defeated. Even now, when the breeze picks up it stirs around the ashes that had settled into the dirt, the ashes … Continue reading

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Cherry Blossom Season

It is that time of the year when it starts to get warmer. The spring breeze is so nice and warm that you just want to take a nap. The flowers are blooming and the birds start to chirp. This … Continue reading

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Springtime Magic

Spring is full of magic. Sure it brings the obvious, like flowers and butterflies; and then there’s the cliché that “romance is in the air.” But on closer inspection, spring is more than what meets the eye. Springtime means new flowers, … Continue reading

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Spring is in The Air

Spring is my favorite time of year. Why? Because back home in Colorado, it’s when the snow starts the melt. The grass begins to turn green, and the flowers start to bloom. Here at school in Ojai, the weather goes … Continue reading

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The Last Petal

She loves me. She loves me not. Pulling the petals of a flower, looking for an answer. As if killing something beautiful is going to find the solution to my problem. She loves. She loves me not. I keep pulling … Continue reading

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Valentine’s Day-Damn Love!!!!

Well this was one roller coaster of a week. I had a bunch of stuff planned and then was forced to scramble it together at the last minute as usual. I don’t know how everything snowballed into nothingness. I screwed … Continue reading

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Flower

A flower cannot grow alone. It must find soil to have a home. It starts as a seed, it probably won’t survive. The odds are great the seed will die. It’s a small chance but the seed succeeds. It must … Continue reading

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