Passions – Wandering Wakefield

Come to the Carnival

” it seemed perfectly normal to be served by a waiter in a ballet tutu.”

The sky is almost always mesmerizing, never static.

At one point or another, everyone can appreciate Mary Oliver’s ..The Journey..

By Amelia Redl

I am stuck at home with my parents and my younger brother and we might as well enjoy this time together.

by Ilse Turnsen

“I perceived, heading toward me, a shimmering projectile, which as it neared, corporealized into a young boy, I judged to be about three years old…”

By Joan Garnett

The moon is more than a hunk of rock and ore.

By Michael Cooper

I hold dear to my heart my Louisiana roots; its cooking, its music, its joie de vivre.

Post by Hilary Jocelyn – I suddenly and urgently want to be somewhere else.

She did not know the difference between a bacteria and a virus.

Hello, sun in my face ” she writes

Post by Al Skaw – I miss my previous life. That is, my previous life only three weeks ago…..

“We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.”