Time passes when you let it. Stuck hanging in previous seasons – losing all meaning and sense of mindfulness. Not even sure I saw this years spring bloom. Granted, it happens overnight here in Minnesota. Ice thaws. Frost ridden leftovers of a cold, chilled heart melts. Traces of blood still all too visible in what […]

Time passes when you let it. Stuck hanging in previous seasons – losing all meaning and sense of mindfulness. Not even sure I saw this years spring bloom. Granted, it happens overnight here in Minnesota. Ice thaws. Frost ridden leftovers of a cold, chilled heart melts. Traces of blood still all too visible in what […]