This is my little place in cyberspace, I love to read and write, so here I write about what I read. Beneath the Surface by Lynn H. Requiem for a Rescue Dog Queen by MK Scott. Collision Point by Lora Leigh. Someplace Familiar by Teresa Tysinger. Plain Jeopardy by Alison Stone. Hooked on a Pheonix by Ashlyn Chase. Flight of the White Wolf by Terry Spear. Web of Frost by Lindsay Smith.

About Darlene Moore Berg and Poetical Pursuits. Hands that have not touched soap and water,. Black fingernails, broken and chipped. Lift to greet a sight. Bright, blinding in the heavens. Eyes reel peeking between calloused fingers,.

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8230;and Happily Reading! Review of Ramona by Helen Hunt Jackson. Diams; February 28, 2018. Diams; Leave a comment. When I was in elementary school in Denver, Colorado, there was a book high on the top shelf of the school library that kept catching my eye. Well within reach now, and no time like the present, I checked it out. I was surprised to find out that it was considered a classic American novel. And to my amazement, t.

Inspiration usually comes during work rather than before it. Tuesday, October 16, 2012. After years of sporadic posting, I am moving from this blog. I will leave it up, but will no longer update it. My new writing-related home base is the blog at my website violetnesdoly. Thanks so much to all who have come by to read. I hope our relationship will continue! Posted by Violet Nesdoly. Thursday, September 13, 2012. The launch that was almost a gong show.

I have food to eat that you know not of. Friday, April 13, 2018. This life- not the end of the story. Bless the Lord, O my soul,. Who forgives all your iniquities. Who heals all your diseases. I recall the funeral of the daughter of dear friends a few years ago. She was first diagnosed with cancer in 2003. Thirteen years later, it killed her.

Hello everyone, I have decided to take a break from blogging to pursue my university studies.

It helped foster the Canadian spirit which infected the streets of Vancouver during those fabulous weeks. Two by length and one by width, red. The width of the flag.