My Zen was not quite the meditative peacefulness I sought.
The crops were so lush, the sky blue, and the water impressive. Ding....photo opp.
To some it may seem like setting the bar pretty low, motivated perhaps by several consecutive trying years.
do I quickly try and throw on a little lipstick to my otherwise pasty mottled face would that help or be creepier still.
My camera that I pointed in the direction of that rusty truck that caught my eye, moved like a divining rod to this treasure and that.
A dozen large and small spiders stood their ground. They thought they'd claimed the room by adverse possession.
I alone heard the sound because a late mating Fowler’s Toad thought I was pretty cute.
What tales is your desk telling?
Some Christmas trends raucously holler "Jumped the shark!" The decor that's gone beyond "earnestly seeking attention" to "desperately demanding attention" without even understanding why.