Some days, I question what the hell am I planting ?
What am I growing?
Do I even produce fruit from which to be judged?
Sometimes it feels that the best option is to grow nothing and then, do you avoid being judged?
Peace out, Praying for a calm week and to at least prepare the soil. ††† en theos ††† jim
where words and watercolor soar together
Freelance Writer • Columnist• Blogger at Unwanting
Photographers living with or affected by mental health challenges; supporting each other one photograph at a time.
The closet exhibitionist comes out into the light...
Modern Therapy for the Modern Woman
An Occasional Diary of Everyday Life and Travel in the U.K. and sometimes elsewhere
Jane's Lens
Beats Stumbling Around in Silence
Tips, slips, stumbles, and leaps on the creative journey
One Poet's Writing Practice
A FellowTraveler in God's Kingdom
Tips for photography (and kayaks) ©Galen Leeds Photography
Shades of Gray - Denison TX 