105 in people years

15 x 7 = 105 years old, my Angel dog. She used to run, now we sounder. She still gets so excited when we wander in the tall grass, she smells for bunnies just like she did when she was young. Now we watch them when she sees them. She’s fell once and hurt her knee and be both recovered together from our broken parts. 😊 Such a sweetness when I think about how her sweet feet have wandered. She makes me smile.

Still looking for the light

Still looking for the light

Even if it’s just a glimmer

I see it because

I’m looking for the light

She sees magic

She thought by now
They would see the magic
She thought by now
It would be evident
She pays no mind
To those who don’t see
the magic
She keeps being magic
Reinventing herself
Every day…She sees magic
She is magic
MichelleMarie

Can you guess which one is the original flower color?

Which one is the original flower color? I am working in Photoshop with brushes. I love playing and creating visual art.

Her Vintage Soul

Her Vintage Soul
Flowing sweet roses &
Old fashioned hats
She remembers…gentle times
Her Vintage Soul
Smiles
MichelleMarie

There is evidence of Spring

Everywhere I look I see petals like rain falling piling up like snow.

Flowering trees

Some I couldn’t figure out what kind of tree they are but I know I need this one in my yard 💕

Today I took a walk to see what I could see and I saw evidence of Spring. 🌸

Postcard to your heart & soul


Dearest Heart,
Happy Spring
Much Love,
Me

And I thought we just got over this…


And I thought we just got over this
Something much deeper
Somewhere we feel pain
It’s not scary to me yet
I’m seeing we aren’t quiet over this
I’m not letting go but believing this
Emotions are part of settling and letting go
Pain is a deeper sense of letting go
Whether it be in the body or soul
We simply must fly…
But taking off is never simple
None of this is easy

Maybe we wait till…


Maybe we wait here till
we find the right garden
Abeille…sweet one
Waiting to buzz 🙂