Memories faded
Revive, held captive by time
In old photographs.
About the Creator
Lea Waske
I left Vocal last spring to publish "Where the Bush Planes Flew", a memoir & history of a remote northern Ontario FN with Indigenous artist, Saul J. Williams.& "A Yuletide Adventure",3rd in my children's series. (Both on Amazon)
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Beautiful Morning Company
Enjoying the morning breeze from my front lawn I decided to go on a walk in the quiet streets. Strolling as the wind whipped by hair I took in the sights of the sleepy town. A soft humming reached my ears, turning around I saw little Lily prancing around in the flower meadow across from me.
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She Just Wanted a Coffee
I sat in the coffee shop the other day. I had a seat by the window because I liked to watch people come in and out. I like to see what kind of car they drive, or if they ride a bike, or if they walk. I like people-watching in general. I especially like it when I’m writing and have a moment to myself when I pause and tune back in with reality.
By Crystal Cane4 days ago in Writers
Comments (2)
Superb!thanks for remembering 👍
Ooooooh. That's so true and so cleverly, beautiful put! Well done, Lea!