• Compassion,  poetry,  Writing

    Something To Think About Today

      The Homeless By Jessica Scott   North winds blow winter’s chill across a bleak and dreary landscape. Trees bereft of leaves bear small resemblance to their grand summer counterparts, looking more like stick figure apparitions with moaning countenances. Still, I love the cold and otherworldly beauty in the seeming death of nature. There’s hope hidden in every hibernating leaf bud, the promise of spring in evergreen bushes.   As I gaze through frost-painted windows, warm in my nest with a cup of tea at hand, I watch the small brown birds that live in the holly on the other side of the glass pane huddle together and I wonder…

  • Blog,  Monday's Muse,  The Witch Queen of Celmarra,  Writing

    The Fickle Muse

    Happy Monday everyone. I am stuck in my house today. Winter has finally arrived in Texas. I awoke around four this morning to ice and sleet and a little bit of snow cracking on my windowpanes. I do believe I am a captive in my house for the next few days…or at least until I get bored and decide I really need to get away from my kids who will have managed to drive me crying into my closet (the one with the padded walls, necessary food and wine products, and the soundproof walls) by tomorrow. Ice day today means no school, and it’s very likely that school will be…